Chapter 49
Ouch, my head! Oh, light! I had again forgotten to close the shutters and the rays penetrated my irises with such violence that I had difficulty using telekinesis to remedy this situation. Lying on my bed, I felt an urge to take a shower. It must have been 35° and the sheets were sticking to the skin. My first action was to run a lukewarm bath. The bathtub was near the bed and the shower upstairs, I could lie down in the bath while showering required standing up, the choice was quick: lazy! Once in the water, I rehashed the events of the strange evening the day before. In reality, it was difficult for me to conceive that this ball in honour of Carmichael was real and yet I remembered perfectly how it ended: me, intoxicated by the power of the new Master Hand, the general atmosphere and a f
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