358. Missax May 2026
She handed me back my badge. The lights flickered. When they steadied, she was gone.
“Why me?” I whispered.
“You were not supposed to find me here. But now that you have—turn to page 47.” 358. Missax
She handed me back my badge. The lights flickered. When they steadied, she was gone.
“Why me?” I whispered.
“You were not supposed to find me here. But now that you have—turn to page 47.” 358. Missax