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   My soul smacks through my body and I jolt awake in shock. I look around. Red. Oh god. What happened here? I swipe my hands over my head, searching for wires. Nothing. But as I look down on the bed, the wires dance incredulously and it seems like someone cut it short. I notice there were drops of blood on my pillow and I trace it with my fingers until I end up on the side of my head. Did it come from here? I feel through it, squeezing through some slime and a bit of dried blood. I move my hands away. Disgusting.

   What happened here? The room, the white room... Is this even the same room I’m in earlier? The paintings look like a reflection of what they are earlier. And it’s odd. I can see a shoe from the side of the desk and I walk to it only to gasp when I finally reach it. There lies Dr. Choi. Old, wrinkly… And dead. His eyes are wide open, staring at the ceiling. Oh god. What the hell…

   I look away. It seemed like he was looking at some monster before he was killed. His expression says everything. I run away from the room. I don’t even react to find that the door’s unlocked. I just run. Away from the room.

   But the room isn’t the only one painted in red. The hallways, corridors and doors. White as they were earlier. Now red. Red. I think I’m going insane. What the hell is going on? Why am I here? Where am I? What happened? Who did this? I run.

   To nowhere of course, it seems like the hallways