You lay down on the bed and close your eyes for a second. This sure was a journey and it's not even over yet.
You start to think about what's going to happen to you next, especially since a stranger is convinced you're his child for reasons unknown.








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You can feel yourself slowly drifting away. Thoughts begin morphing with each other and become a jumbled mess your mind doesn't want to process anymore.


You're so sleepy.



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