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... Room]
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
The alarm clock on the bedside table screamed, signalling 6:00 AM.
Alaric groaned. His body felt wonderfully, terrifyingly heavy.
It was the sensation of sleeping under a weighted blanket made of lead.
He reached out a hand to silence the alarm, not even opening his eyes.
CRUNCH.
Alaric’s eyes snapped open.
The alarm clock was gone. In its place was a flat, sparking pancake of gears and springs embedded an in ...
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