Some time ago, Suzy had stocked her space with an absurd amount of milk tea, late-night snacks, and all kinds of packaged treats.
Whenever she felt peckish, she would simply reach in with a thought and retrieve something—effortless, instant, almost magical.
Now, craving something sweet, she tried to summon a cup of milk tea.
Nothing happened.
She stilled.
In the past, it had taken only a single thought. The item would shift seamlessly from the space into her hand, as natural as breathing.
But now?
Suzy closed her eyes and focused.
Enter the space.
Silence.
No shift in perspective. No familiar sensation of being drawn into that boundless storage world.
Her expression slowly changed. It felt as though the space had vanished into thin air.
Something was wrong.
The realization hit her like a bucket of ice water.
No. This couldn't be happening.
