Part 21
I open my eyes to an annoying series of sound ringing from somewhere beside me. I let out a hoarse grunt while my hand absentmindedly roams through the night stand by my bed. s**t. Is it alarm? Who did set it? I never used alarm to wake up. I hold the biggest hatred towards it because it serves the worst kind of waking up experience. Exactly just like right now. My head is pounding violently as if it can no longer contain my brain inside. I open and close my eyes repeatedly for a clearer view since a mere blurry image is all I can see since the first time I open my eyes this morning. It is when my hand touches something on the night stand. I take and bring it closer to my face to take a better look. The device is still ringing in my hand. A cell phone, with an alarm set on 5 AM. What t
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