SILHOUETTE Eau de Toilette

Related to: Tales of Marulrie: The Blight | Crimson Dusk

My bed was incredibly soft. Its custom fibres seemed to cling to my skin, making rising difficult with their overwhelming comfort. But remaining there would squander my precious free day.
I rolled twice more to reach the edge, then climbed down to crouch beside the right nightstand. In the second drawer down, I found my reading tablet and several damaged styluses, as expected.
But these were not my objective. I reached into the open drawer, feeling for a fastener on the upper surface, pressing and rotating it approximately ninety degrees, then slipping my index finger into the newly aligned hole to pull down, revealing a thin compartment just large enough to hold a single module. I had modified this hiding place myself. Opening the secret compartment revealed my private module.
It was a piece of fiction I had taken from the library that no one had touched in ages. I had purged its initial programming, added my own security lock, and modified it into an empty journal.
Perhaps it was the only thing in my life that was genuinely mine....

And then I woke up to the cool scent of mint, perhaps from the medicine they applied on me. There’s a cup of whatever fruit tea they placed on the bedside table by someone, still steaming. The room is warm, but it feels like I've been trapped in an eternal winter.

Top notes: Peppermint, eucalyptus
Middle notes: Rosemary, bergamot
Base note: Fir