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... eer brightness stabbing into his skull like needles. The floor beneath him was cold, smooth, and eerily clean — the kind of sterile emptiness that made it impossible to tell where the ground ended and the walls began. If there even were walls. Everything stretched into infinity, white on white.
He sat up, running a hand through his damp hair, memories of the lake and Victoria’s trembling smile still fresh in his mind.
"Where the fuck... am I?"
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