>You wake up to a screaming alarm clock grating against your eardrums
>Your eyes hesitate to open, you roll over in bed to turn off the alarm
>Your bed was strange, twice as wide as you had remembered it
>You stretch your arm a little further and silence the alarm clock
>Rolling back into your original position, you lay in bed and wait for your eyes to fully open
>They open, everything was different to say the least
>Sitting up in bed, you look around to see what had changed
>The shape of your room was completely different compared to the room you remember falling asleep in
>It was a strange night, as it was the first time you never had a dream, and it felt incredibly short
>The walls were white, compared to the beige that you remember
>You don't remember your room having a ceiling fan
>Or two windows, draped with blinds
>Or three doors
>Your bed was no longer a twin size, but a full size
>You were sitting on the right side of the bed
>To your left was the alarm clock
>You don't remember buying it to begin with, as you normally used your smartphone's alarm
>To your left was over turned sheets, an extra pillow, and an impression in the mattress
>You don't remember falling asleep with someone else
>You slide out of bed onto a white carpeted floor
>You walk towards one of the extra doors and open it
>The scent of Hoppe's No. 9 overwhelms you as you stare into what looked like a walk in closet
>It was symmetrical, each side having a rod occupied by clothed hangers about a meter long, followed by drawers that stacked about a meter high
>You walked down, not recognizing any of the clothes
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