Dear Diary,
I opened the door, and what I found on the other side was… unexpected. The door led to a small, brightly lit room, completely different from the dark, cavernous space I had been in. The walls were white, almost blinding, and the air was warm, comforting.
Signed,
The Youngest of Patricks
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