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Dark..

It was dark, as I opened my eyes.

My mind was still foggy from what happened earlier, but if I could remember clearly which I sadly can't... I was somewhat knocked unconscious.. My eyes widen in realization as I jerked my body upwards. Looking around I could see nothing but the pitch black that was spread out all over the room... or is it room? I hardly even know if it is. A hand then reached out to my shoulder, shaking it slightly as I turned over to see 作者. Her hood was still covering half her face, but by the looks of her parted lips, she wasn't really happy to see me here.

"作者?"

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞."

"What can I do?! I..I-I haven't made the Promise yet, and we were supposed to until.. well-"

"𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲-𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞?"

She said with haste, as I could tell she was getting more impatient with me. I thought hard about it, and as much as I'd hate to admit it, she does have a point.

"Okay... I'm sorry.."

"𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩 (𝐘/𝐍), 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞..."

Shutting my eyes I forced myself to wake up, the words being mouthed by 作者 was echoing louder and louder in my head, reminding me what was at stake here if there was even a tiniest bit of plan changed. Need I explain the Butterfly Effect, a phenomenon where a small change could lead to drastically different outcomes which we will not be having today- no sirree!

"WAKE UP!"

Forcing my eyes open, my head ached in irritation. It pounded loudly for seconds, making it impossible for me to hear my surroundings.

I waited..

While waiting I straightened out my thoughts. Listing the very obvious things I knew at the moment.

I was drugged, but by who?It was probably at the moment we all slit our wrists.. that means the drug is on the knife-!If Norman didn't talk to anyone else other than Emma and Ray, then who did he have a second meeting with?!

Well.. he could've been lying...

But then again, there's this probability he wasn't...

Otherwise that means the one who drugged us is-!

I widened my eyes in horror of what I'd known. Realization dawned upon my face, as I dug my nails deeper in my hair, tugging the strands forcefully.