Immediately Tessa stepped out of the wing, and she regretted not putting on a hoodie immediately.

Before leaving America, she had heard that Russia is colder, but she just wasn’t expecting it to be this much.

She had to wrap her arms around herself, sniffling coldly as she walked.

The compound is not bustling yet since it’s too early, and she didn’t meet anyone on the way which she’s grateful for, but then there’s something else…

She could smell something that she wasn’t sure of.

She sniffed the air, squinting her eyes when her nose caught the smell again.

What could that be?

Then… Her stomach feels weird, too.

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