October 15 2009?

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I don't know where I am. I have woken up in a strange grayscale house, and I'm not sure how I got here. There are no windows, no back door, and when I go out the front door all I find is a square room so dark that even when I shine a flashlight I found in the kitchen into the room, it stays just as dark. The kitchen is fully stocked, there is running water, and a fully stocked bathroom. There is a sparsely decorated living room with a clock, and a desk and chair with a journal and many pencils. Upstairs, there is a large bedroom, and a mysterious door I have yet to go through. I doubt anyone will find this, but I'll keep writing so I can keep a grip on reality.

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