Prolouge

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There was a soft light music playing. It was the kind of music that sounds like a lullaby but is too spooky and dark to be a lullaby. It was the kind of music that made you want to listen to it forever. It was the kind of music that gave you that unsettling temptation and urge to turn it off immediately. It was also the kind of music that gave you that quiet mental clue that warned you if you turned it off there would severe consequences. It was the kind of music that made you want to listen to it, fall asleep and dream up the most wonderfull dreams of all time, and never wake up again. Then slowly,so ever slowly the music came to an unberible lonely stop. The silence and darkness that followed seemed to suck all the air out of my lungs. When all the air from my lungs had been forced out, I collapsed to the floor. It seemed to take several eons for me to hit the floor. As soon as my body did make contact with the floor I felt the urge to scream until the life drained out of me.

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