The White Room Echo

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The world was white. Not the white of snow or clouds, but a sterile, aggressive white that seemed to vibrate at a frequency designed to erase thought. There were no corners in the room, only a seamless curve where the walls met the floor, creating a space that felt like the inside of a giant, bleached egg. I am Patient 402. That is the only name I have. I remember a life before the...

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