Macy skipped back to the food trolley, eagerly awaiting her food. MMMM, omnomnomnom. Yushh. She was hungreh. She needed food. In her belly. Right that second. Or else she'd explode. And what a TRAGEDY that would be. :O

Humming as she pulled out her coin purse, she looked around at the people waiting beside her. Huh. That was odd. Hmm, now why did she feel like she was missing something? ... True, her shoes were back in the compartment, and she was walking around in her socks, but there was something else. Something the girl couldn't quite put her finger on.

. . . And then Macy realized. "Has anybody seen a bookbag?" she asked the general public. She never went ANYWHERE without that thing. And she didn't have it. Which made her realize that if it wasn't with her, then in wasn't in the compartment because she NEVER EVER left it alone.

HER BOOKBAG WAS MISSING.