Thirty-Six
A sharp knock on my door startled me. I must have fallen asleep. Time was an unknown in the windowless room. How long had I been sleeping? An hour? A day? “Alice, are you coming?” Gemba called through the door. “Yeah, hang on a second.” I stood and stretched. My stiff muscles strained against the motion. I opened the door. Gemba stood there and looked at his watch. “It’s almost dusk. You are still in, right?” “Yeah. Sorry I fell asleep.” “Get ready. Meet us in my office in fifteen minutes.” I cleaned up as best I could. I threw on a pair of stretchy pants, my boots, and the low - cut top that I wore to The Tempest the first time. I figured that I should look the part I was supposed to play tonight. I pulled my hair back and into a tight bun. I didn’t want the Sapphire Tears to have
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