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Damian paced round the dance hall with Mikael's bag in his hand. How was she doing? Was she okay, worse? What was wrong with her..

Shuffling of feet brought him back from his void of reverie. He turned towards the sound and his stomach seemed to do a somersault as he saw Mikael walking into the hall.

"What the hell Mikael?!" He couldn't seem to control his tone