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  <title>Emily McAndrews</title>
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    <email>gavin.downing@gmail.com</email>
    <name>Emily McAndrews</name>
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  <updated>2009-08-19T03:47:24Z</updated>
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    <title>Test Scene</title>
    <published>2009-08-19T03:47:24Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-19T03:47:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span&gt;Emily has to calm herself as she dials the number.  At least these people in Department H gave her privacy to make this call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four rings seem to last for an eternity before someone picks up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;quot;Hello?&amp;quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Kevin? ...it's Emily.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a long, pregnant pause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;quot;Are you okay?&amp;quot;&lt;/i&gt; her brother finally asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah.  I'm okay.  Is... is dad home?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;quot;No.  He's... out looking for you.&amp;quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another pause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;quot;Mom's home, though.&amp;quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I... maybe I can try back later, and...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mother's voice can be heard over the line.  &lt;i&gt;&amp;quot;Is that Emily?  Give me the phone, Kevin!&amp;quot;&lt;/i&gt;  There's a pause, and Elizabeth can be heard clearly.  &lt;i&gt;&amp;quot;Emily?&amp;quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;...yeah, Mom.  It's me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;quot;Oh god.  Thank god you're okay.  You're okay, right?&amp;quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah, Mom.  I'm okay.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;quot;Look, baby, just come home, okay?  We can talk about this, and we can see if we can get that... that &lt;u&gt;thing&lt;/u&gt; off your arm, and...&amp;quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Mom?&amp;quot; Emily interrupts. &amp;quot;I wanted to tell you something. While I was out here... I saved a couple people with this... bracelet. I stopped a couple of carjackers and saved somebody's life.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a long pause.  &lt;i&gt;&amp;quot;Did... did anyone &lt;u&gt;see&lt;/u&gt; you, honey?&amp;quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yes, Mom. That's what I wanted to talk to you about. See, the police took me in after I helped that guy, and... these men from the government came to talk to me...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;quot;Is that where you are now?  &lt;b&gt;Are you with Department H?!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah.  They offered me a job, Mom, and...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;quot;I'm hanging up now.  Come home &lt;u&gt;right&lt;/u&gt; now, and we'll figure something out.  But don't trust Department H.&amp;quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Mom, I'm doing it!  I've already chosen a superhero name and everything.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;quot;Come home, and we'll talk about it.&amp;quot;&lt;/i&gt;  Her mother's voice sounds on the verge of breaking, but with anger or grief, Emily can't tell.  &lt;i&gt;&amp;quot;Just... come home, baby.&amp;quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No, Mom.  Look, I've gotta go.  I'll call you later, okay?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;quot;Come home!&amp;quot;&lt;/i&gt; Elizabeth McAndrews calls out one last time, her voice on the verge of panic. But Emily hangs up quickly, and spends a long time staring at the phone.&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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