The room felt... off.
Advay lay sprawled across the bed, one arm draped over his eyes, the other hanging loose by his side. Above him, the ceiling fan spun in a steady, mechanical rhythm, slicing through the warm air with a soft, repetitive hum.

The room felt... off.
Advay lay sprawled across the bed, one arm draped over his eyes, the other hanging loose by his side. Above him, the ceiling fan spun in a steady, mechanical rhythm, slicing through the warm air with a soft, repetitive hum.

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