Dreams of Crimson

[Locksmith]

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The only answer was a dark, all-consuming silence. The air inside the fog was unbearable. Thick and hot, it seemed to harden inside Lucia's lungs. Until it filled them fully. Until she couldn't breathe at all. The crimson world around her began to darken, her movements were paralyzed by a sudden weakness. The sense of her own body weakened, and there was nothing she could do as her legs gave way. Lucia fell into Sleep.

...

Someone shoves her with a shoulder.

"Hey, stop sleeping. I don't want to die here because of you, idiot."

A cheerful, cheeky voice. Opening her eyes, Lucia will realize that she is in the cargo hold of a freighter. Next to her are several armed people checking their equipment. Some of them are carrying Cardamine inhalers.

A blue-eyed, young brunette woman in a bulletproof vest, sitting next to Lucia, looks at her with a smirk.

"Well, are you ready to turn up the heat? Time to get a look at the corpos precious secrets."

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