When I opened my eyes, I saw an extremely familiar ceiling. The stains seemed to welcome me as I looked around. The room was so small that it contained only a bed and a desk. My laptop and my phone were on the said desk.
As I lay exhausted on my cheap-ass bed, I remembered the night that had passed. Funny how, after being so close to death, the boring room now felt like a slice of paradise. The peace I once took for granted now came across as a valuable gift.
Brilliant rays from the sun enter the room through the small window. The common sounds of a busy street told me that I had returned to my daily life. As if everything that happened only a few hours prior was but a dream.
"I am back," I whispered.
There was nothing that looked different from my life last week. And if I forgot about all I experienced, the world of Reapers just seemed like a bad nightmare. Yet the moment I got off the bed, an object I wasn't familiar with lay beside me.
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