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Chapter 8 by Eoryu Eoryu

What's next for tomorrow?

You wake up, and the powder is gone.

As the morning sun hits you, you groan awake and stretch to work out the kinks in your muscles. You shake off the sleepiness in your body tossing and turning before finally opening your eyes fully ready for the day. You get out of bed and head to the bathroom taking care of business before returning to your room. You grab your clothes and get dressed before finally, it catches your attention.

It's missing.

You look at the nightstand and the powder is no longer there. You check the floor thinking it might have gotten knocked over, in front of the nightstand, behind it, under your bed, lost in the loose clothes on the floor. It's gone. You scan your room quickly, thinking maybe you put it somewhere else and forgot, but you know that's not true. There's no evidence of it being anywhere else but on the nightstand where you remember putting it.

A small dread begins to form in the pit of your stomach. What happened to it? Where did it go? Who has it? And have they used it yet?

Who has the powder? Have they used it yet?

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