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"Alexa?! Are you there?!"

With a hint of nervous panic in her voice, Heather all but shouted at every possible alleyway she came across in search of the missing brunette. Bracing the chilling gusts of the northeast monsoon in nothing but her pajamas, each step felt like her feet were walking on refrigerated stone as her worry only intensified with each passing moment. 

"Alexa!?" the redhead yelled at another pitch-black alleyway, hoping that the tall walls of the nearby factories carried her voice along far enough for the missing teacher to hear her. "You there?!"

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