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Groggily, I opened my eyes. I had no idea for how long I was passed out for, but telling from the lines that had magically appeared on my arms and the dull ache in my head, I was sure it was a lot. My forehead was lines with sweat, the sticky liquid dripping down my face. I hissed loudly, as I felt uncomfortable in almost every area I could think of. My clothes were sticking to my body and it made breathing really hard. My eyes roamed around the room frantically searching for something. My anger only intensified when I saw the time, it was eleven forty five pm, so why the hell was the weather so hot? A string of curses left my lips as I swung my legs over the bed and pushed them into the fluffy slippers that had been laid out for me. I didn't remember them being there before falling asleep but I would worry about that later. I padded to the window and pushed open the windows, anticipating a huge gust of fresh air, but it never came. For minutes, I stood there, waiting and waiting for