I roamed my eyes around the room, looking at all the old men wearing those suits. Slowly, I brought my sleave up to my face, covering my mouth and nose. I felt some sweat lightly drip down my forehead. The light sure was bright. A soft sigh left my lips as I wiped a tear that slipped down my cold cheek. I wanted out. I wanted to just wake up, even though I knew this was no dream.
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