MELISSA’S POVGavin sat in the corner, his head hung low.He looked down at the floor, his expression troubled, like a guilty child.I smiled, shaking my head— utterly puzzle.Thirty-five minutes later— against all odds, we had:• Creamy mushroom soup• Herb-roasted steak• Chocolate lava cakeGavin barely did anything, he just helped to marinate the meat.I handled seasoning and plating.It actually looked very edible, courtesy of yours respectfully, moi.The doll floated back.“Time for food tasting!”Another portal opened up.“Gavin, Melissa kindly jump into the portal, empty handed."I took a deep, stabilized myself, and jumped in.When I reopened my eyes— we were at a lavish dinner room with white walls, a brown mahogany table, and glittering black tile.On the table rested our already prepared meals.“Since we are all here. Let's proceed," the doll chimed excitedly. “Time to feed your partner!”My stomach dropped.We had identified the poisoned ingredient yet.The suspicious ja
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