Chapter 3

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MIA'S POV
"Not again! I hate this nightmare now!" I stand up and pace the room, but not before noticing a jar on the first shelf of my cupboard. "Hhhmmm... Who put this here?" It was probably my sister but who knows? My parents could've put it there too.

I step forward to get a closer look. "Is that mist? Is it a jar of mist?" I reach out and grab it, but I swiftly pull my hand back. It was freezing cold but also boiling hot. I do not like that feeling.

I don't touch the actual jar part again. Instead i unscrew the lid to see what would happen. Nothing. Absolutely nothing happens when I took the lid off. No mist came out or anything. It just stayed the same.

"How is that possible?" I ask myself. I look in to see what causes the mist to stay in. Instead I see... "Aarrgghh! Help!"

But no one comes...

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