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I opened the drawer with a smooth glide, revealing the contents inside. Without wasting time, I picked up the syringe, needle, and the small bottle that accompanied it.
Hastily, I inserted the needle into the bottle, and pulled back on the plunger, drawing the liquid in the bottle into the syringe.
I inserted the needle into the vein in my arm, and pushed the plunger.
As soon as I injected the liquid into my vein, my hands became weak. I dropped the syringe involuntarily, and slumped, with darkness creeping at the edges of my eyes.
“Finally taking a break from pack works, uh? I guess Mr. Workaholic decided to have some time for himself.” Lance mind-linked.
“Shut it, it’s too early for this,” I replied, flickering my eyes open.
“Early? it's late afternoon.” Lance mind-linked b
