They finally got an antidote running. It has been about three boring hours.

I looked away as they stuck a syringe with a purple liquid into my arm.
( time skip)----------/////----------------

I'm sixteen again. Yay...( I'm being sarcastic).

I run to the nearest potted plant and threw up. I gave them a bat glare.

" Not a word. That means you to, Grayson." I threatened, still clutching the poor pot.

They let out a sigh, and walked away. So much for my first mission.
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Sorry it's short.

~ Twelvethirty