❝I made a deal with the devil, selling my soul so I could see you again... But I never thought it would be like this.❞

Zitao;

I feel panic arise in my heart and dread settle in my stomach as I search my pockets.

"Where is it?"

I feel both panic and frustration chase my heart in laps.

A pain surges through my chest and I'm soon on the ground gasping for breath.

It hurts, everything hurts.

I feel my skin tighten and my blood drain from my veins.

No.

This isn't how its supposed to end.

I push myself up against the cool pavement, small pebbles and granules of chipped off cement digging into my hands.

I stumble as I attempt to stand, pushing myself against the alley I had tucked myself into after passing you.

I need to find you, surely if I dropped it you would have picked it up.

So where were you?