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Off Morning

OPAL

I wake up with the sun in my eyes and blink several times until my vision clears.

There's nothing quite like waking up in a strange room. Last night, I couldn't get much sleep. I had this vague feeling that I was being watched even though I knew it was just paranoia.

Nobody was watching me.

I feel tired—my eyes are gritty and this is proof that I didn't sleep well. My eyes burn when I keep them open for too long.

I wish I could sleep more but I'm not that crazy—I know that I'm in ...

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