Where am I?... At home. But, I don't feel comfortable, where are all the people? I work in a damn hotel! People... They should be here. Have they forgotten about me? No, no, no, no, it can't be. They couldn't just leave me here. They promised to visit me in this fucking cold wasteland. Where are they? There's not even a trace of... this... It's kind of like that... fuck... I don't want to be alone, I didn't think this would happen, where the fuck is everyone, oh my God...

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