Truth or Bears

Chapter 1

The young woman opened the door and stepped in her apartment. She let out a frustrated sigh and threw her keys on top of the desk standing next to her. Another exhausting day at the hairdresser's... And another wasted day!

She looked in the mirror on the wall and she had to admit that she looked terrible. Her blue-black striped hair was a mess thanks to the hairdryers and her makeup around her cold, blue eyes were melting too. She looked scarier than she usually is. That was the only thing she liked in this land (and the bathrooms - they are much cleaner here). That you just dye your hair, put on a scary makeup, start to wear leather clothes and metal and suddenly the 97% of the population will never talk to you again. And that was good for her. The less they talked, the less she had to talk.

She examined herself again in the mirror. Thirty years and nothing has changed! It's hard staying forever young in this "Land Without Magic"! She had to move every five years! It would be too suspicious that five years passed and she hasn't aged a single day. But she had to stay young so she can save the one she loves. But for now, she had to wait. She was running out of supplies and she was expecting her supplier by ten p.m. And he was very punctual. She grabbed the necklace in her neck that was there since she got here. That masque-shaped medal was almost rusty by now. She glanced at her reflection, imagined her true love and murmured:

'Stay strong! I'm coming for you!'