The Travel Agent

This short story started out as a short story for my English class. Then it changed into something more.
An excerpt from the story.

When I pulled back the curtains, I'm blinded by the bright light. When I get my bearings back I finally look around the room. I'm in what looks like a library, but where and when? I have no idea. Ok, I guess I owe you all an explanation.
It all started three days ago...

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