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My dog had three heads and started barking in this real demonic tone, so I ran into my room. Or so I thought. I ended up in a strange hotel where I knew I wouldn’t be safe. So I ran into the nearest room, and then I somehow ended up at Brent Faiyez concert. Which would’ve been fine with me, but everyone started staring at me, and none of them had faces. Then it started getting louder and louder, a malevolent laugh surrounding me while I suffocate in the crowd.