Maria
Mi Amor, synonymous with trouble in the well. Her brain yelled, trouble! Danger! Don't go closer. Maria's whole body shook as she moved to the package, fear eating up every part of her. She felt like she could break if she moved without caution, her bones ached. The spinning sensation her head replayed made the ground wobbly, as though she walked on foam. She crouched and with quivering fingers, she picked up the package, her hands wouldn't work the way they normally would, she felt like paper, limp and lifeless with a grip only strong enough to tear wet serviettes. Whoever had dropped the packager would have passed through security, and for him to have come to the highest floor, it scared h
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