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A Little Puzzle

Author: Susi_miu
last update Last Updated: 2024-06-08 12:13:17

Rose slowly untied the shackles. Her eyes rounded at what lay before her.

A chimney-shaped pipe burst free, splashing green viscous liquid with such force that her face was wet beyond recognition.

"Theo!" screeched Rose in exasperation.

She threw the box on her lap roughly. Rubbing her face, she clears her vision to see something different-two hidden objects scattered out, one black and folded, the other sealed with a fiery red hue.

Rose got up, not approaching the two tantalizing things. She left briefly to clean up and change clothes.

Returning from the repetitive activity of touching the water at night. Rose hesitantly flopped softly on the floor. Her arm stretched out to grab a familiar folded object - a wallet she had been holding, complete with thick bills inside.

What had Theo given her the wallet for?

Rose shook her head vaguely, then moved on to another gift. Sh
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