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Chapter 34

Spencer Oliz jerked up from his lying position on his medium size bee, panting heavily with sweat beads already forming on his forehead. It seems he is yet to get use to the same bad Dream he has been having for the past five years ever since he resigned from the Central Intelligence Agency(CIA).

"It looks more real more often" He muttered, just to his own hearing, obviously referring to his dream. The rays of the early morning Sunlight travelled through the opened small white wooden window of the room, illuminating the space around him.

Wearing a grey coloured V-Neck T-shirt and just his red striped boxer cladding his lower waist, Spencer scanned the sh*t hole of a place called a Self contained Apartment he rented ever since he resigned from the Agency. Located near the woods and far away from people, this one room apartment built from wood was all he needed ever since he decided to resign five years ago.

Spencer slowly stood up from the bed and walked towards the direction where t
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