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He wanted, needed, wished so desperately, to be safe.
[A blue room, with several deep blue loveseats and lounges, some coffee tables and a vending machine.]
He was tearing through back streets and alleyways, jumping fences in parks, trying to escape. To finally leave.
[A blue room, with several deep blue loveseats and lounges, some coffee tables and a vending machine.]
He tripped, twisted to try and land properly, and was gone in a hollow crack.
[A blue room, with several deep blue loveseats and lounges, some coffee tables and a vending machine.]
When he looked up, he was in a blue room, with several deep blue loveseats and lounges, some coffee tables and a vending machine.
[He was free .]
...
[But why was this place so painfully familiar ?]
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