Amy is seen wandering around her room, aimlessly, with a trash bag in one hand. Kasey walks down the hall, stops at her bedroom door, which is next to Amy's, and stares.
Kasey: [Waits...] What are you doing?? [Her voice is congested. She is clearly sick.]
Amy: [Looks up at Kasey, genuinely confused.] I don't know... [She is clearly struck with Plague as well.]
Kasey: Are you cleaning?!
Amy: [Extremely confused now, and a little upset. She coughs.] Yeah...?!
Kasey turns and walks away towards the living room. Amy continues picking things up, her head a muddled, snotty mess. Kasey coughs. Amy sneezes.
[Scene.]
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