Kersey ran along the city streets, cursing to herself as she made her way to work. She slept in again! That could only mean that Eris was the one who went to sleep and didn’t turn her alarm on. She didn’t even want to think of what the woman got up to the night before. She couldn’t even remember what would have happened the day before to trigger her out. She was getting worried. Ever since the park, her sanity has been balancing on the tip of a needle with Eris clawing at her feet and trying to drag her down below. 

Kersey had tried to get the manager to switch her to a night shift but the poor woman said that everyone wants to work the night shift over the morning. Since Kersey was newer to the position, she would have to work the morning shift for a bit until someone on the night shift changed their times or left. She understood and she had to say that the manager was very accommodating. She could tell Kersey was having a very hard time, her disheveled hair and deep bags under her eyes being her usual call signs. That day was no different. 

She grabbed a hold of the glass paned door to the coffee shop before she saw her reflection in the clean glass. Her hair was a rat’s mess, her eyes sockets so dark it looked like she might have gotten into a fight before. This was the third day of little to no sleep. Kersey was bone tired. 

She sighed as she reached into her bag and pulled out a brush. Using the door reflection, she began to wrangle in the mess on the top of her head. When her hair was at least detangled, though now frizzy, she slipped the brush into her pack before slipping in. The manager spotted her instantly, a deep frown forming on her face at the sight of the exhausted girl. Without a word, she pointed to her office when Kersey made eye contact. Kersey sighed deeply as she strolled through the front and into the back where the manager waited for her in her office. 

“Kersey,  you look like you have just risen from the dead. When was the last time you slept?” The concerned, motherly tone always made Kersey feel so uncomfortable when talking to this woman. She cared, she really did. But Kersey wasn’t very trusting of anyone, let alone those who claimed they cared. 

Kersey groaned lightly as she ran her hand along her tired face. [color=#6cadaa]“I don’t know. Three- four days?”[/color] The woman frowned deeply, clasping her hands in front of her. 

“Is it drugs, Kersey?”

[color=#6cadaa]“What?! No! It’s not drugs. I just haven’t been sleeping lately. Think drugs will help?”[/color]

The woman didn’t find any amusement from Kersey’s joke before she stepped forward to place a hand on the smaller woman’s shoulder. “I’m worried about you Kersey. You were scheduled for a shift yesterday but you never showed up and now you come in today looking like this.” Kersey stared at the woman in confusion. A shift yesterday? No. No, her shift was today. A bit frantic now, she dug through her bag until she pulled her phone out. Its screen flashed a warning that she was out of minutes and would have to refill it but that wasn’t important to her now. She pulled up the calendar and sure enough, she had lost a whole day!

[color=#6cadaa]“I- when,”[/color] Kersey stammered as she stared at the date on her phone. Eris had stolen a whole day from him. What had she done during that day? Kersey needed to open her laptop and see if there was any news about people going nuts and killing each other the day before. Kersey clawed desperately at the side of her head with her free hand. The manager watched her with worried filled eyes. 

“Look, go order you a muffin and a drink. It’s on the house. Then take the day. Go get some rest! Get yourself back in order for tomorrow when you have a real shift, okay?” Kersey nodded slowly as the manager ushered her out of the back office. The woman gave a sad shake of her head as Kersey slowly walked off in a daze. 

After about ten minutes, Kersey was sitting at one of the small tables next to a wall plug. She had her laptop in front of her, opened and plugged in. She took a small bite of her chocolate muffin as she began to open news website after news website. She had to make sure Eris didn’t cause any trouble. She [i]had[/i] to know she didn’t kill anyone. 

Scanning website after website, after website. She ran through them quickly, trying to find anything that could be pointed back towards them. Buildings falling. People losing their minds and attacking others. Riots. Large street fights. She went through the sites as fast as her reading skills would allow. After about twenty minutes of hunching over her laptop like an old crone, she finally sat back in relief. There were no large news articles that she could logically link to herself. A few other villains were making trouble but they were handled by the heroes. Nothing new there. 

With a sigh, she pulled up the article from two weeks ago. The riot in the park.
 
[center][i]“4 dead, Dozens injured! The Riot in the park!”[/i][/center]

How many times did she pull this article up to read it through? She had to have done it at least a hundred times by now. That was the biggest event by Eris, as of late. How long would it be before she pulled such a stunt again?

She dragged a head along her face, sighing as she closed the website before taking a sip of her drink. She need to figure out a way to handle Eris. She couldn’t keep doing this to herself.