Chapter 8
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Mika had started her quest to figure out her dreams and the hateful people in them. She didn't know what she was in store for as her people lived interconnected and peacefully. The world in her nightmare was far more sinister and greedy. These qualities made way for greed and a very divided society. The world in her dreams was driven by greed and war.
Somehow, the reports of the tribe rebelling in her world had a very familiar feeling at the pit of her stomach, and fear was running through her very soul. Not to mention working with Mr. Stuck up, know it all. The mission was sketchy at best, but she was made for this, made to protect her world even though she had to deal with all these obstacles.
Later that day, she returned to work, refreshed, but with no new Intel. Mika hit the pillow and was out until 6 hours later she just opened her eyes and laid a few minutes going over what had happened last night. She was proud of herself for maneuvering around Julian. She just wondered what kind of treatment he'd have waiting for her this afternoon. Luckily, his shift was almost over, so she would only have to deal with him for an hour or two.
As she walked in, she instantly made eye contact with Julian, a look of smugness on his face. Oh no, what was she in for with that look?
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