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Who Are You
Her eyes blinked open and all she could see was the face of the unfamiliar ceiling by the light of the dim lamp.
'Where am I?'
She blinked again, her head still thick with the remnants of slumber.
'The dark here reminds me of the shadows at twilight.'
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