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Chapter 2: What is he paying for?
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... familiar alarm clock.
’What the hell?’
The round-shaped clock kept beeping, though now at a slower, duller pace.
Beep. Beep. Beep...
’What is this? I don’t remember buying a new alarm clock. Mom must’ve played a prank on me.’
Reaching over, he switched it off, yawning as he stretched. But when he opened his eyes fully, the yawn died in his throat.
This wasn’t his room.
His heart pounded as he sprang from the bed, stepping on something. A le ...
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