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It shattered in my hands.
Close...
I muttered a silent curse and bit my finger. Blood peppered my skin in a crimson hue.
"Damnable... bastard..." Of course my mutters had to be curses. I took a breath and closed my eyes.
Sterile walls greeted my freshly sewn eyes. A small picture of the city lay over a standard couch. And the bed was set in a way quite familiar.
'A hotel'
Already. ALREADY!
It was supposed to serve as a warning. One that would last at the least a day.
"It was just bad luck."
I cursed at the boy in front of me. He smirked and let himself fade in the air.
"Bad luck."
"Yeah."
"I can't believe that."
"Of course you can't, everything has to go according to your plans. Right~"
I swiped at the air and found nothing.
Only the splintered wood of a nearby table greeted me.
