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Heyyyyyy! New update today! Please let me know what you think! Chapter Four "Please! Are you  sure  that you don't have  any  Potion here, not even one single bottle?" I plead to the man at the admin desk. He sighs, and leans forward on his elbows.  "Look, girl. I've told you this seven times, and I'll tell you again once more. Every. Single. Bottle. Was. Taken. We don't have a single one here." "But none have arrived?" I ask again. "She  said  that they would be ready  today !"  "Ask her again," He says, shooing me away. I shuffle back to my computer, email Miya White, and lean back on my chair with my eyes closed. Why? I don't even know what I'm thinking 'why?' to, maybe just the whole bloody mess of this situation.  I feel a drop of liquid in my face, but it's not the right consistency to be water.  "Hita Brooke," I say wearily. "What is that, by the way?" I op...

Hey! I won't waste time with an introduction- I just wanted to post another chapter quickly. Anyway. Chapter Three I have finished all my work. It's been a really quiet day for me, since my Subject is in this side of the world with me. I check my rose gold watch. 22:00. Yawning, I close my laptop and plan to go to bed.  I leave HQ and trudge down the stairs into my bedroom, about to climb into my bed fully clothed. Trouble is, there's someone else in in it. "Get out my bed!" I growl viciously to Brooke. "Oh, sorry," she says innocently. I clench my fists. "It's a pull out bed - we can share!" We pull out the bed, and I pull my duvet as far away from her as I can, as if she is contagious. I know that none of this is her fault, but honestly I don't want to have to blame myself for it. I quickly fall into a restless sleep.  In the morning, I wake up to the weekday alarm that Brooke forgot to turn off. I groan, and roll ove...