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The olive oil Margaery had asked Hux to pick up for her had formed a slick pool on the ground. Hux had only just glanced up from it, grin half-formed, when he realized that things were somehow different... somehow, wrong.

"I--- it's fine... are you okay?" He bent forward to begin retrieving the bits of glass that had broken apart and scattered, but they were gone. He looked around the grocery store, but it was empty where it hadn't been empty before. Hux rubbed at his eyes, had he suddenly gone colorblind? Why was everything so... dull?

He glanced at the young girl, then at the registers that were now void of queues, of employees. "I think something's wrong." He said. "Did you come here with someone? We should find them.."

"Careful," Hux said. "You'll cut your toes on the glass."

He wasn't sure how young she was, though he assumed she was in or around her teens. He hoped she was old enough to be here alone. He hoped she wasn't some sort of runaway child. She seemed... odd. She'd already asked him if he was okay.

"I'm fine." He replied, though his whole body was tense. Something still didn't feel right. "Did you see where everyone went? I guess I was... distracted by the bottle, or something." There's no way he would've missed an evacuation. It had only taken a mere few seconds for the bottle to leave his hands and hit the cold linoleum. Still, he hoped she would have some sort of explanation that made sense to him, because he certainly had no idea what the ******** was going on.

Hux frowned. The girl's words had sent a chill down his spine and, again, he glanced around. Everything looked the same... it was just grayer, emptier.

"My sister and her kids... it's spaghetti and meatball night..." A thought struck him like a dagger to the heart. "Am I dead?"

Black clawed at the edges of his vision and Hux frowned at the girl as her hand came into contact with his chest. His knees felt weak, and he struggled against the sudden drowsiness that turned his head to cotton. "W-wait," he said, "I've gotta get back..."

As soon as the words had left his lips, he succumbed to the nether of unconsciousness, unable to fight it.