There are curses in these walls.

Is someone getting attacked?

Why are you screaming?

I'm the one that should actually be.

But you'll be home next week, right?

Who are you?

Kent Tracy.

And Tracy has to.

Here's the thing.

It was all too easy at the beginning.

Pat, can you hear me?

We're going to get you out of here.

Maybe I should have seen the fire coming.

But can you blame me?

The only smoke I'd ever smelled was from a backyard bonfire.

I'd never imagined I'd end up.

Here on the Upper East Side, where an enormous blaze has taken over the Highgate Hotel.

Well, I'm getting ahead of myself.

Where did I leave off?

Right.

I left Minnesota for the first time in my life

to find out why my dead mother left me a riddle on a piece of stationary from a Manhattan

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