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On The First Night
Reverie 09:59, 3rd January The corridor seemed to stretch endlessly. My mind was in a daze, only focusing on the fact I was late. The unfamiliar walls, windows and waves…
“C’mon Wei Choong, join us for the Nights of Fright outing next Friday, we’ll have a blast!”
“NO. I would like my sleep for the next two weeks to be nightmare-free. Besides, the ticket isn’t cheap either.”
“Too late, we’ve got you a ticket as your birthday present earlier this month. Stop being such a scaredy-cat, will ya? Plus, you said it yourself, the ticket costs a fortune. Don’t give us a no-show alright?”