Thief II Chapter 1

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Water slid down Sal's back as he washed out his blue locks. Steam filled the bathroom, clearing out his nostrils and letting his breath flow smoothly. It smelled like flowers, as the soap his father bought earlier today was scented like lavender.

Sal reached down and turned off the water, slowly stepping out as not to slip. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around himself, tying it with a tiny hair band. He opened the bathroom door and walked to his room, closing the door behind him.

Sal opened his dresser and searched for an outfit to wear. He pulled out a blue shirt and his favorite hoodie. It was a Sanity's Fall hoodie that Larry had gotten him earlier that year for his birthday. He adored it. He then pulled out his pair of red jeans with rips at the knees.

Sal took off his towel and put on his clothes, reaching over to his bedside table for his glass eye. He took the eye out of it's glass and spread out his eyelids, placing it inside and blinking a few times to adjust. Once in, he reached over for his prosthetic.

It was gone. His prosthetic was missing. Sal panicked and walked to the bathroom, seeing if he left it there. It wasn't there either. Sal had began to really worry, now. He grabbed his walkie-talkie and clicked the red button down. "Larry? Larry my prosthetic is gone. I can't find it anywhere," he said quickly into the device.

"Oh shit. You looked everywhere?" Larry responded, concern lacing his voice. "Of course I did, dip shit! I'm freaking out, man!" Sal huffed, continuing to search his house. "Well... Would you be comfortable hurrying to come search my place?" Larry asked.

"Alright... I'm on my way."

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