Painkillers!

That was right. She had to get painkillers!

…

It was the middle of the night and it was cold out on the streets in Silvercrest.

Gwynn wore a coat, but she was still shivering from the biting chill. She knew she felt that way because of her condition. She wasn’t this susceptible to cold before.

There were all sorts of pharmacies in the city. She entered one that was open for twenty-four hours.

The pharmacy was brightly lit and she walked in and asked for some painkillers with the store assistant. She spoke in the Silvercrestian accent, not even lifting her head. “I can’t sell you any medicine unless you have the prescription from the doctor!”

At the next moment, she took out a wad of cash and smacked them on the counter. There was twenty thousand dollars in there.

The store assistant was stunned. She checked left and right before she picked up the stack of notes and put them into a currency detector. A whirring sound could be heard as the device verified the aut