"I wondered if the morning would come, or maybe I would lay here a lifetime with eyes closed."

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But you best believe what you see is the real deal, darling.

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You sit in the lift car, thinking. The endless hum of the motor as it pulls the car up the elevator shaft, and the gentle elevator music playing softly in the background. Youre not sure what happened, or if it happened, bit you know you are here, now, alive. Kind of. You've been here for at least over a day, as far as you know, and you don't know just where you're going. Eventually though, after all your pondering, you hear the sharp bell indicating you've reached your destination. Mind you, this is one of those really fancy hotel elevators. The first doors, one of the metal gate like structure, folds away to the side, and then the larger brass doors slide open to show where you are. And its white. Just white. It's as if those doors opened up to a pure smooth painted wall. The only thing that tells you this plane is three dimensional is the fact that there's another set of elevator doors on the other side of the "room". You are enthralled, dazed, even. But you're too afraid to just stand there forever, in case the doors close and send you back down to where you came from. So you step forward, and try to work through your awe. You hear the doors close behind you, but pay them no heed. The room feels like it's constantly shifting, but you can't see it. You almost feel like you're being pushed around, but you have full control of where you're moving. After a minute, you reach the second elevator, and you reach out to touch one of the buttons on the control panel to see if it will do something. However then, you're nearly startled into cardiac arrest by the sound of a throat clearing behind you.

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CzchekoSkEngland is coming.

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