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Your eyes are heavy as you trudge up the stairs, hearing muffled screams and music. You adgust your eye sight from the bright outdoors to the darkness, and slight flashing lights. As you make it to the top of the seemingly endless stairs the music loudens. You smirk as you hear your name being chanted by a group of kids having a great time. As you make it up to the platform, you secure your headphones and point the microphone attached to your headphones closer to your mouth. The croud goes hushed as everything darkens. You lower your head as the spotlight points to you. A rush of adrenaline goes through your veins as the base drops...


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