Noah
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The pain in my ankle was forgotten. A tall, young woman stood at the door, her voluptuous figure visible in the red light of the vellum. Her blonde curls flowed around her head as if being tousled by an invisible breeze. She was quite attractive, but I didn’t have time to dwell on what a knockout she was or what the hell she was doing there.
A ring attached to her neck by a chain started glowing white and strained towards the advancing vellum. She looked at the approaching scroll in sheer disbelief as she hung onto the door, not wanting to be dragged along by the ring. For a split second, she looked up at me, her pale blue eyes wide and confused, then the vellum and the ring collided mid-air.
The two objects smashed together, and for just a moment, everything stopped as if
