If things were to continue down the same path, I was positive that I wasn’t going to like what was on the other side of that door. I weighed my options: I could stay here in this sterile, echoing room, buck naked, with no clue who the hell I was, where the hell I was from, how the hell I had gotten here, or what the hell this god damn place even
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