You bounce softly on the mattress in the dark room, looking around. You realize it might be a bit too dark in here. You groan, realizing you might have not grabbed a flashlight, but look around in your bag.
To your surprise, there is light coming from something in there. A good amount of light too. You pick out one of the magic stones you grabbed, a golden yellow one that was providing the light. You chuckle a bit and start looking around...Only to freeze.
What you thought was a pillow or bundle of blankets, was in fact a girl's head. As your light passes over the head, you freeze in place because an open eye is locked right onto you...
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