Pt 5
She finds it hard to concentrate at work; her mind swimming with thoughts of the future. For hours she sits at her desk talking to no one. Many people walk by her office, but not a soul stops to talk to her.
She glances at the clock. Two and a half hours until lunch.
With a sigh she decides to go to the break room for a cold juice. She gets to her feet and takes a step toward the door. The world spins around her. She sways and puts a steadying hand on her desk. She shakes her head as if to clear it.
"That's odd," she thinks. She takes a moment to run a 'self check' to see if she's ok.
No pain. Stomach doesn't hurt. Head doesn't hurt. She doesn't have to go to the bathroom... What could possibly be wrong?
She decides to get that juice. Maybe she's hungry? She decides to take some money along to get some food. She doesn't feel hungry, but maybe... just maybe her body's telling her something.
She reaches over to reach her purse in the bottom desk drawer.
The world turns black.
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Whispered by the fire in Miss Megumi's cave of wonders @ 1:11 PM
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