As soon as Rita stepped out of her room, she became aware of something. It was hard to fathom, but somehow... she knew what was suppressing her magic abilities. Somewhere, there was a machine...
But how did she know that? Rita didn't remember being told or shown anything like that. Maybe it was the drug's effects. Was she suffering from some kind of delusion? There was no way she could trust information that literally had no source. Rita had to keep her wits about her. As long as that drug was in her system, she couldn't trust her own eyes, ears... or even her own mind, it seemed like.
As soon as Rita stepped out of her room, she became aware of something. It was hard to fathom, but somehow... she knew what was suppressing her magic abilities. Somewhere, there was a machine...
But how did she know that? Rita didn't remember being told or shown anything like that. Maybe it was the drug's effects. Was she suffering from some kind of delusion? There was no way she could trust information that literally had no source. Rita had to keep her wits about her. As long as that drug was in her system, she couldn't trust her own eyes, ears... or even her own mind, it seemed like.
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