I woke up to the afternoon sun cutting in through my bedroom blinds. My body felt heavy as a boulder. How long had I been asleep? I looked at the clock. Two in the afternoon? No wonder I felt so groggy. My stomach grumbled. When had I even last eaten? I sat up.
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