I moved around my room, gathering the few belongings I would need for my stay at the hotel. The weight of everything that had happened settled over me like a heavy cloak, but I forced myself to focus on the task at hand.
As I packed, my fingers brushed against something cold and smooth. I hesitated, then pulled out the dagger.
Elise Carter
*staring at the gleaming blade, grip tightening* (Why did the lady give this to me? Why does it feel… important?)
The dagger was pristine, untouched by time, despite the way it had come into my possession—in a dream.
Elise Carter
*slowly wraps it in a scarf, tucking it deep into her bag* (I’ll figure this out later.)
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