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... thing.... a box. The air was heavy, suffocating. Darkness pressed against her eyes no matter how wide she tried to open them and than closed it again thinking if she was only dreaming or not.
Her hands instinctively clutched something to her chest.... soft petals, roses. She tightened her grip and forced a faint smile, whispering, "Aghhh.... my head..."
Slowly, she tried to open her eyes again, but there was nothing.... only endless black. Panic set in.
Her breath quicken ...
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