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Day Eight:

It had been months since the last mystery gift and Hoshi had accepted them for what they were, a pleasant diversion over Christmas. Tonight as she stepped out of the bathroom there was a familiar ionizing of atoms and a note appeared on her desk.

This was no computer generated note. It was written on thick creamy paper that was velvety to the touch. As she held the envelope to her nose she detected a faint whiff of something familiar. Smiling, she recognized the scent. Pulling the note out, she opened it.

Her eyes widened as she read what it contained.

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