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Victor, Ashara, and Helena were studying in the library, but an uneasy silence hung between them. Each of them was lost in their own thoughts.
Helena fidgeted with her pen, lost in thought, 'What happened yesterday? We were just studying, and then... I got so unnaturally hot, and... something happened. But what? Why can't I remember it clearly?' Frustrated, she glanced at Ashara and decided to ask.
"Ashara," she began hesitantly, "do you remember anything about yesterday? Something... strange happened, didn't it?"
Ashara looked up from her book, "I... I don't know. I felt strange too, but everything after that is a blur. It's like... something happened, but I just can't grasp it," she replied.
Inside, Ashara's thoughts churned, 'Come on, Nightfire, just tell me what's going on! Are you okay? Did you... do-done?' Her cheeks flushed a deep red as her thoughts grew more intrusive.
