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You get lighter the more it gets dark

"What's wrong with you?" Missy asked when she saw me covering my nose with my handkerchief as I entered the room. I sat in the back row and she followed me.

"Why are you sitting in the back row?" She asked, confused, since I always choose the seat at the front row.

"I wasn't able to read the cases properly because my head aches," I replied. "And, I don't like the smell of someone's perfume."

I looked around and tried to distinguish the smell. My head was spinning and I felt like collapsing any minute. Ugh! What is happening to me?...