Florida. The ocean was doing its thing and from here, she couldn’t tell there was a thing wrong with the world. Bathing in the moonlight with her dark green swimsuit, she couldn’t have asked for anything more.
Her eyes closed, this was her version of paradise, a different beach every night, forever. “I hate this, we should be doing more than just being beach bums.” Jessica twitched. “Shut up, Aricaye,” she replied.
“Can’t you sense it? Someone used another ring. I sure as hell could feel it, why not you?” the ring asked.
“It was just a bad burrito we got at the food truck, no one has used a ring for anything other than basic things for a decade. Quiet,” she replied.
“I am telling you, it’s not just that. We need to investigate this. Someone is using it for more than just—” Jessica cut
