Pierre's POVMy eyes twitched as the warm sunlight hit them. I raised my right arm for cover and slowly opened my eyelids under its shade. I was greeted with an unfamiliar surroundings which made me got up from where I was lying hurriedly. As a result, I felt a sting of pain on my head which made me uttered a soft moan."Woah! Take it easy, lad. You just got out from having a fever" I heard someone spoke. That was when I noticed a middle-aged man sitting at the couch beside me. He was holding a newspaper and sipping a cup of coffee. "Where am I?" Obviously, these were the first set words I would say. I strolled my eyes to the unknown environment, trying my hardest to remember how I got here in the first place. I was lying in a grey-colored sofa in crisp, white living room. The glass and the metallic features sharpens the white pieces revealing an elegant, pristine and timeless features in it. The only source of colorful
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