Yanny laid in her bed in room 241. Groggy and drunk she slowly started to drift off. Her physical body was asleep but her brain was still active. She started to drift off into a dream-state.
"Yanny YannyYannyYanny LaurelYannyLaurel YannyLaurelLaurel." Her name was repeated over and over. the voice playing back to Yanny continued. She wasn't able to move or control what was going on. But she could hear and have independent thoughts realizing that what was going on was negative.
"Yanny. Yanny. Yanny. Yanny. Yanny." The voice got deeper and deeper before fading into nothing. Yanny shot up out of her bed in a cold sweat, trying to catch her breath she slowly started to calm down.
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