Suzy paused and focused on the sensation.
It didn't hurt that much. If Thomas hadn't pointed it out, she might never have noticed.
She lightly pressed the spot, and a faint sting surfaced, sharp enough to make her frown.
"…That's strange," she murmured.
"It could be the acid rain," he noted.
Back at the office building, everything had been normal—except for the rain.
That was the only variable.
Suzy recalled how she had used her hand to shield herself earlier.
That must have been when it happened.
"Will there be any serious consequences?" she asked, unease creeping in.
The corrosiveness of that rain was far beyond anything ordinary.
What if it left lasting damage?
She had never dealt with acid rain before—not even in that life in her dream.
For a brief moment, panic flickered.
Then, she remembered––the spring.
Of course!
Without hesitation, she reached into her backpack, using it as cover, and took out a small bottle.
