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She awoke abruptly in a violently purple room. This can't be right. She tried to shake off the last bits of sleep. It couldn't be right. After all, she did have too much to drink last night, perhaps this was some form of weird punishment for enjoying herself. It must be from the hangover. My walls are blue, not purple.  She chuckled to herself. It must be her body trying to recover from the night before. A chill took over her entire body. Something was not right. She frantically tried to recall the previous nights events to no avail. How long have I been asleep? Did I even go out last night? A cascade of darkness fell upon her as fear swallo