Afraid that Lois would mess things up, Annie instructed her uneasily, “Remember to do it right. If you fail, there will be serious consequences.” Without another glance in Lois’s direction, Annie turned on her heel and walked away, her steps measured and deliberate. The conversation was over, and she had no intention of lingering any longer. Her mind was already elsewhere, focused on the next move, while Lois was left standing alone.
However, the moment Annie stepped away, Lois reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone. The screen lit up, casting a faint glow on her face as she quickly typed out a message. Her movements were hurried but deliberate, as if every second counted. With a final tap, she sent it, her breath catching in her throat as she stared at the screen, waiting for a response. “Get moving!” she texted.
The response came almost instantly, the phone buzzing in Lois’s hand the moment she sent her message. Lois glanced at the screen, her breath hitching as the words appeared.
Just as Annie took a few steps, a sudden wave of dizziness swept over her. It wasn’t overwhelming, but it was enough to make her pause mid-step.
Annie shook her head slightly, as if to clear the fog that had settled over her thoughts. The motion seemed to help, the dizziness easing just enough for her to regain her composure. With a faint exhale, she straightened, pushing the momentary weakness aside, and continued on her way.
Someone approached Annie, seemingly about to say something, but at that moment, her body froze. Every muscle locked in place, as if time itself had come to a standstill. The dizzy feeling surged back, stronger this time, crashing over her like a tidal wave. Her vision blurred, the room spinning violently as she struggled to keep her balance.
Her mind raced, but there was no time to think—only to act. The dizziness pressed down on her, relentless and consuming. She needed to find a place to rest, somewhere quiet, somewhere still. Her eyes darted around, scanning the room, but it was packed with people, their voices and movements blending into a chaotic blur.
At this moment, waves of intense heat surged through her body, familiar and unwelcome. Annie recognized the sensation immediately. This felt like something far more than just a passing spell of dizziness. The heat, the disorientation—it all seemed too deliberate, too calculated.
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Annie’s pupils constricted, her sharp gaze narrowing. This was it! Annie’s breath caught in her throat. She had been drugged.
She glanced over her shoulder at the door behind her, then walked over. Annie knew all too well that if anything were to happen in this hall, the repercussions would ripple far beyond herself.
Annie made her way toward the backyard, each step a battle against the growing heaviness in her limbs.
Every move Annie made was being watched—closely, silently—by Lois. From the shadows, she picked up her glass and took a small sip. Her eyes remained fixed on the door Annie had just disappeared through, her expression unreadable. She sat there, silent and still, waiting for what she knew was coming.
Soon, Annie arrived in the backyard. Unlike the noisy hall, the backyard was enveloped in a hushed stillness, broken only by the faint rustle of leaves in the breeze. Annie had hoped the quiet would soothe her frayed nerves, that the solitude might help her regain control. But she hadn’t anticipated just how intense the drug’s effects would be. The heat still surged through her veins like fire, and the dizziness made the ground feel as though it were shifting beneath her feet. Her vision blurred, and her legs threatened to give out. She had underestimated the situation, and now, the quiet backyard offered no refuge.
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