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/Turn.../
Dale turned his head to face his mysterious savior, the voice in the room.
"...?"
'What…'
But there was no one there.
"Don't be alarmed, we don't mean any harm." The elderly voice said as it noticed Dale's confusion
Strangely enough, the voice was coming from the same place, right in front of him.
Yet… There was nothing there.
No unique sounds such as the sound of breathing and clothes fluttering.
No Smells, the air was completely still...
Nothing.
Looking around once more, he noticed another strange thing, this room had no windows.
And it was bizarrely well illuminated for the single source of light it had, the small firefly lamp above the bed.
"What… Are you?... And this place?"
"This is… The home of an old friend." He replied calmly, his voice echoing around
