Imaginary-Shadow

Shida finished putting some lip gloss on; she wasn't going anywhere crazy, probably, but it was a step up from Carmex. She'd cleaned up from work, put on some light makeup, and wore capris and a loose semi-sleeve shirt that almost fell off one shoulder. She was going to be comfortable, and she was going to look nice doing it. She could put forth the effort of looking prettier when she had gotten more sleep. And if he actually asked her out. First, to see if he was still around. Checking to make sure her phone was in her back pocket, she popped down to the bakery. There wasn't anyone left other than her uncle Don checking inventory again. She

Nashida woke up, shoulder burning to be scratched.  She reached for it, recognizing a second too late that she had bandages over it for a reason, and hissed out a strangled groan of pain.  A few tears pricked at her eyes as she took a few deep breaths, and she blinked them away.  Eventually, she conjured a small flame.  She was still alone in the room, and the door was still open. She doubted she would see Zeno or Yvette again, but that was fine.  She stepped out of the room and looked around.  No one; no sounds, either.  Still just as creepy as before…  Albeit there wasn’t the existential horror of…  whatever had been ha