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The next morning, Samantha was fast asleep on the comfort of her bed, but her subconsciousness was interrupted when she felt someone nudge her arm gently. She had ignored it for a moment with the thought that it was Alain, but when the hand that continuously nudged her to consciousness became slightly persuasive, her restraint broke, and her eyes fluttered open to see the blurry figure of someone crouching in front of her bedside. She blinked once, slightly baffled, but the figure remained vague to her sleepy green eyes, yet she could perceive the familiar scent that she would never forget even in death.
