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I was so shaken by my interaction with the group that when I retreated back to my hiding place, I did not leave. I spent a miserable night drifting in and out of sleep, hearing Celeste’s voice again, and having nightmares. I didn’t feel too rested when I finally woke up. I was still terrified from a dream in which I had relived the terrible events of the night, but instead of running away, I had entered the burning house. It had not gone well, and I had been choking on the smoke when I woke up. The sensations of my dreams were so real.
I felt very groggy, but I did immediately notice something odd. I was hidden in the dark of my hiding place under the staircase, of course, but there was absolutely no sound coming from the subway station outside. It was as if the whole stop was complet
