It was a cold and silent night. You were sitting in your room, reading a book. The scent of your tea filled the room, and let you melt in the paper and text. It was really comfortable.

Suddenly you felt a bit weird. As something is looking at you. And you don't have any idea what it is, or where it is. You left your book on the bed and stood up. You looked around your room. Everything was the same. Tea on your desk, book on your bed, clothes on your chair and...

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