Timeless
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When I look up towards the end table with the alarm clock on it I see it. A drawer. As I walk towards the end table I reach for the knob of the drawer. The knob is wooden and worn. It has a thick layer of dust on it, and the wood has a series of swirls carved into it as a design. When I pull the knob, the drawer opens and a blinding light followed by a strong wind greets me. I can barely focus on anything, the room is spinning. I begin to get very dizzy and light headed. The light begins to consume the rest of the room and all the empty boxes are whipping around the room like there's an indoor hurricane taking place. The light finally consumes the entire room and everything goes black. That's when I wake up.
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