Jade, with a firm tone, addressed the Director, ensuring him of her dedication. "I will do my best to ensure that stays the case and get the best results possible," she declared, then laid her head back down on the pillow.
However, curiosity got the better of her. "But, and I mean no offense, why is Rosa here?" she asked aloud, seeking clarity on her friend's presence.
Rosa quickly explained, her voice tinged with nervous laughter. "Oh, it was about the incident that happened when we went out for a few drinks, haha," she said, recalling the chaos of that night.
"That was quite the night," Jade remarked, the memory prompting a mix of feelings.
Seeking answers to another pressing question, Jade turned back to the Director. "Did you figure out how that man was able to use magic?" she inquired, her focus sharp.
The Director, thoughtful, shared his insights. "I'm still trying to figure it out. It might involve some dark ritual, but what intrigued me are the visions you had. Did you ever see anyone using magic in them? You mentioned black goo and someone casting fire in your sleep," he noted
Before Jade could delve into her own thoughts, the Director expanded on his hypothesis, capturing her attention. "I have long held a theory that humans once had the ability to use magic, but for some reason, it was lost through history. There are gaping holes in the events of human history, with millions of years just missing from our books."
He continued, reflecting on his own journey of understanding. "For the longest time, I dismissed these thoughts, until I encountered the crystal and learned the true nature of our world, along with the looming threat we face. It makes me wonder where humanity might stand today if not for this cursed crystal and the creatures that assail us."
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As Jade entered the lab, she was greeted by the sight of everything restored to its usual pristine condition.
She sighed, glancing at the clock, and realized it was already 10:00 at night. The evening stretched ahead of her, filled with the quiet hum of equipment and the soft glow of screens.
Jade dedicated herself to setting up her lab equipment, delving into the familiar routine with a sense of purpose.
Unlocking her lockbox, she retrieved the fleshed piece and the crystal fragment she had torn from the creature's head. Both items remained as intact and lustrous as when she first obtained them. Taking a deep breath, Jade embarked on a series of tests akin to the exhaustive efforts she had made throughout the week.
Despite her meticulous work, all her attempts yielded the same frustrating result—no change.
Feeling a mix of exhaustion and resignation, Jade slumped into a chair. In that moment of surrender, the crystal that the crow had dropped clattered to the ground, its descent marked by the soft sound of the pink silk string that accompanied it.
Bending down to retrieve it, something unexpected occurred. As she picked up the crystal and the silk string, her eyes, alight with a sudden intensity, caught sight of an icon pinging over the string. An unmistakable link between the string and the crystal illuminated before her, sparking a surge of curiosity and excitement.
"I hadn't had the chance to test this out fully," she thought to herself, a newfound eagerness replacing her previous fatigue.
Jade slowly held the string in her hands above the crystal fragment; clean and shining, she dropped it on top, and the silk string slipped into it like everything before it as Jade waited for some type of reaction, if anything.