You open your eyes and wake up on a dusty, tiled floor. You arent sure where you are at since your vision is a bit blurry. The air around you smells a bit odd, yet familiar. Its a mixture of stale, beer, feet, some kind of body fragrance, and spoiled milk. Obviously whoever lives here either must not have time to keep up with keeping the place clean, or is just a total flat out slob. Your vision starts to clear and you look around your surroundings. It seems that you have ended up in somebodys living room. Only thing is, Everything is freaking huge! Judging by all the books stacked onto the coffee table and posters hanging on the wall, it looks like some sort of dorm room to you.
"This cant be right. I gotta be dreaming!" You said. Suddenly you hear what sounds like a door slamming shut. Followed by the sound of footsteps which grow louder and heavier each time. You gasp and quickly turn around. The person who lives in this dorm room has returned. Taking a few steps back, you see
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