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Tim arrived home shortly before midnight and fell asleep the moment his head hit the pillow; in an instant, he was walking down a long, dimly lit hallway. He was aware that he was dreaming, but it was still terrifyingly realistic; he could feel the hard steel corridor beneath his feet and hear the echo of his footsteps resounding off the walls.

It seemed as if he had been walking forever when he finally came to an enormous door. He waved his hand in front of it and watched in awe as it disappeared, revealing swirling shadows beyond.  Stepping into the darkness, he could discern some sort of table and what appeared to be a couch off to his left.

In front of him were a long countertop and refrigerator. He made his way through the small room and came to another imposs...

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