Salutations
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My eyes flutter open. "This is not my room." I say as an alarm sounds on a phone next to me that I don't own. "What's going on?" I say. Then it hits me. "This is just a dream," I tell myself, "I will wake up any minute now and this will all be over." I then hear the door creak open. "Well, you're not wrong about the dream part."
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