Afina

"Where is it, where is it," whispered a blue-haired girl nervously as she walked down the aisles of what looked to be a chemical supplies warehouse.

"Ahh, here it is, antimony pentafluoride," she whispered with a smile, taking a silver bottle off the shelf before carefully placing it in the shopping cart she was pushing.

Inside the cart lay a few other mundane-looking bottles. One was labeled vinegar, another sodium hydroxide with the symbols 'NaOH' written in bold letters at the top. At the very bottom were a few bottles of bleach solution, and right next to it were sachets labeled 'White phosphorous,'.

'I have to hurry up before someone comes in,' she thought, hurrying to get the next item on her list.

"Next is hydrogen fluoride," she whispered as she walked through another aisle.

"Okay, this is i-" before she could finish her sentence she heard footsteps walk into the building.