I wake up in a lilac room. The curtains on the window are yellow, the shelves are crammed with books, figurines and comics. There are posters on the walls and a huge round stuffed cat on the bed. I imagine that all these things with my own, my room, but do not remember.
I snuggled between the covers, waiting. I like the feeling, it's like to escape the world for a while. Time passes and the radio starts to sound. Music. I like how it sounds, it relaxes me ...
light slips through the cracks of the shutter down. It reminds me that it's daytime, but not specify which day you know. My status & Overhaulyou; wizard shrinks to a twinge of pain. Why do not recognize anything? Who am I supposed to?
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