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10.Dreams of the dead

William found himself walking through a hazy field of white. Not just white, it was as if the air itself was smoke—a thick haze without color that swirled and swaddled him like a newborn in a blanket.

He knew the ground beneath his feet was snowed by the familiar crunch each of his steps made, but he didn't feel cold at all. He didn't feel anything actually; he was content to just keep walking in this blinding white world where the horizon seemed to blur into non-existence. Yet there was something in the back of his mind that tugged at this unnatural contentment.

The tug made him question himself out loud." where am I...what ..was I doing before this ..something..important."

He felt like he had forgotten something, something that made his heart ache. He knew he hadn't been to this place before, yet he felt an odd sensation of deja vu. The environment felt welcoming and lonely simultaneously, like the feeling you get when seeing the house you grew up in fil
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