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Wednesday.

Wind.

The wind that had been blowing against my face grew unusually hefty. Strange, because from what I remembered, I didn't really blast my air conditioner. Even if it brought a part of my consciousness back to being, I decided not to mind with the mysterious change and tried drifting myself off to sleep. However, the more time passed, the larger the wind, which eventually shot me back to reality.

I groaned quietly as I slowly flutter my eye open, despite its refusal at first. Everything was still quite foggy, but when bright lights suddenly pierced my sight, I quickly covered it with my arm, as to reduce the intensity. I recalled turning off the lights before going to bed, so someone must have flicked the lights on and messing out with my sleep.

Adjusting myself to the brightness, I finally got to see what was going on. The ceiling was the first thing I saw, but it didn't seem to belong to my room. It was totally unrecognizable, the color was immaculately white, and not to mention, at closer look, there was no end to it. What the hell is going on here? How did I manage to end up in this... room?

If it was, it wasn't a typical room most people would have.

Forcing my body to a sitting position, I rubbed my eye, making sure that it wasn't merely hallucinations playing with me. As I began to observe again, everything stayed the same. Not only the ceiling, but the entire area, including the floor I had been lying on, was completely white. To add more, there were no walls that surrounded me.

There were so much questions filling my head, each and every of them demanding to be answered. However, the only way to answer these was to stand up and explore the place.
The unusual wind that woke me up tousled my hair, but upon a closer hearing, I thought I heard words; words as though it was whispering me something. I didn't know what it was talking about, but I felt like it was asking me to get up and move. The more I stayed, the louder the muffled whispers got. Ultimately, it drove me.

I rose up to my feet, and started walking. All of my senses were fully alerted, and I was completely ready for any sudden attacks or noises that might come after me. Over the course of the journey, I have seen nothing odd in particular, however, it was not until long before something caught my attention.

From the left side of my peripheral vision, there was a faint blob that wasn't white like the others, which quickly caught my attention. Immediately, I perceived it as a clue to identify this place, or at best, it was the door to get away from here.

I immediately turned my head to face the figure. It looked tangible and did not exhibit any characteristics of an apparition, so I was positive that it was real. Despite so, it was so far away that I couldn't make out what it was, no matter how much I tried squinting my eye. All I knew, the blob appeared to be like that of a normal human.

There was nothing inside my head but the strong urge to investigate the figure. At first, something was telling me not to come after it, so there were so much hesitation, but I couldn't take my thoughts out of it regardless.

You shouldn't have ignore it. It might be a good clue... to something.

I wondered, while consuming all the fears that had been building up inside of me. I shouldn't let it get the best of me, but I was partly expecting for the worst to happen. However, I knew I could maintain a safe distance away from it, and nothing will happen. Furthermore, I shouldn't got so distracted.

In the end, I ambled closer to the figure. The more it neared, the more clearer it got and the more humane it was. I ultimately stopped at a certain point, merely inches away from it, and began to mark each and every of its details. I sensed no ominous vibe, nor did it seem to be ready to attack anyone on its line of sight. Looking even closer, it was, indeed, a human.