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sane

I'm not sure how long I was out but it was long enough for me to get aubducted. At least I think I was.

I was in a poorly lit room painted in a rainbow pattern. I was laid down on creaky single bed with no pillow just a thin blanket. The room was smaller then I was used to. The only other "furniture" there was a metal desk and an office chair.

I was very scared and my mind was racing. I didn't know if I should stay in the bed or try to escape. So I laid on my back and relaxed. Once I was somewhat sane I got out of the bed and went to the metal desk.

There many dents in the desk as if someone had punched it. There was also a lined writing pad and a thick pencil. I'd never seen such a thick pencil in my life. It was larger than my ring finger that might be because I'm skinny but it was still fairly large.

I sat in the office chair which was surprisingly comfortable. I started writing on the pad. Just words none of the sentences made sense. It was like I'd never been to a English class.

I would write in all three tenses and write about things that had nothing to do with my situation.

I almost completed the pad. But a loud siren like alarm stopped me and the door to the room I was in opened.

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