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The girl just appeared there, as if it were a dream.
Unlike a dream, however, she was not expecting to be there in the strange way that dreams usually make it, so she ended up losing her footing and falling flat on her face. Age-worn carpet rubbed her face and nose. When she breathed in, it smelled new, as if it were just taken from the factory a few moments ago and put down.
She slowly stood up and looked around, a bit worried. Where was she?
It was rather dark, but the torches along the walls made it possible to make out the room. 20 paces in front of her was a wall, and to her right was one as well, but to the left, the room seemed to go on forever. Rows upon rows of leather couches could be seen, and each one was filled to the brim with people. They all looked lost, worried, and the ones that were not sitting were drifting around, as if they were trying to find something they couldn't.
The wall to her right, she realized, was not a wall, but a large desk. The