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... room was still dim. The tall, curtainless windows failed to block the early sunlight that began to pour into the small space. In the corner of the room—which looked more like an abandoned storage area than a bedroom—a lazy young man named Al lay sprawled out on a shaggy carpet. His hair was messy, one cheek pressed against a backpack used as a pillow, and one leg had gone completely numb.
Calm.
Quiet.
Peaceful.
GRAAARR—GRAAARR!!
A thunder-like ringtone ech ...
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