A bright light befell the room shrouding it in an array of brightly coloured orbs fluttering around incoherently before coming to a complete halt, they froze and slowly began retracting inwards towards the sleeping Luke, before completely disappearing.
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The next morning, Luke awoke his head firmly implanted in the body of a pillow, he laid groaning out in incoherent words and twisting his body in perplexing shapes, he got up and stood still, his eyes shattered as a bright lighted surface stood before him, he clenched his hands around his eyes wiping away what he believed to be a mirage, yet to no avail it still existed, he exclaimed softly "what the" his head drew an angle and he raised his arm.
His arm penetrated through the surface however like breaking through the surface tension of water he struggled somewhat, he stumbled backwards and once again hit his head "for I am but your humble servant so why must you treat my suffering with pain?" he asked, a slew of words were layered under his breath "bitch."
He fixed his head atop his shoulders and got up the lights still glued to his eyes as where ever he went it went, he stared at it blankly before blinking to readjust his vision, soon after he began to read.
"Welcome Luke Murray To the grievance system, Activated for within the dormant cells in your body and applied under certain conditions, my existence is to benefit the beholder."