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Zeirenne opened the envelope just to be greeted by a dark-themed letter. She started reading the content: Meet me or I'll make sure everyone else meets their boom! - Miura Takumi.
The letter got crumpled inside her clenched fist. "So when do we leave?" She said into the open, letting her voice reach another body from the other cubicle.
She heard a cocking sound, guessing a gun was pointed towards her from the other side of the wall. Eventually, her company spoke, "Now."
"And if I don't come with you?"
The other person huffed, Zeirenne knew he was smirking when he said, "This mall will be blown into pieces. Along with everyone inside. You, me, your boyfriend, and every other breathing creature here today."
A clicking sound echoed around the small comfort room as Zeirenne stepped out of a cubicle. She fiddled on something before her neighbor stepped out of his lavatory, aiming the gun straight through her head. She raised her hands in surrender.
