Damn.
[Shattering can be heard as the PCD falls down from the bed and, clack!, on the floor. The boy doesn't remember any dreaming, dreams, visitors or visiting, but he has a certain tingly feeling things aren't going as planned.
He picks the PCD up and turns the audio off. Heartless alarmclocks. Not a good way to start the day.]
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