Inside a child’s room of an ancient castle under Linders Range.
Spike sat in front of his computer while holding a phone. He looked aggrieved.
‘I didn’t make a wrong call.
‘I mustered a lot of courage to call you.’
Spike played the recording of the phone call just now.
“Hello?
“Hello?
“Hello? Who’s this?”
“No one is talking. The person must’ve made a wrong call.”
…
Spike listened to it over and over again.
He seemed to be full of anticipation.
‘Mommy’s voice is so lovely.
‘She must be especially pretty.
‘I want to see Mommy.’
As he thought about it, he remembered what Rory said yesterday.
He could not see his mom, and his appearance would only make her sad.
Spike held the phone and sniffled.
‘Mommy…’ He mouthed.
…
Richworth.
After two days, Mable finally developed the antidote for Vortex using the A117 reagent.
She tried her best not to use up the reagent.
Fifteen milliliters were left in each of the three reagents of the A117 reagent.
Mable locked the remaining reagents in a cabinet. She would bring them back to Rory in a few days.
It was the best way she could think of to get the best of both worlds.
Once the antidote was done, she took it to Blair right away.
Kyle looked at the small pill Mable handed to Blair and was curious. “Is this the antidote you developed using the A117 reagent?”
Mable nodded and looked seriously at Blair. “Blair, I’m trying to fight poison with poison. The 24 hours after taking the antidote might be difficult for you, but you’ll be fine after that.”
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