Who am I?
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You sit up, a steely silence settling over the room. A small chill crawls upon u and u shiver involuntarily. The metallic smell of your "office" seems dark and scary now that u are alone. u know it's unreasonable to be scared; you've worked here for a while now and have stayed later than this. Maybe it's because u can't hear the soft pitter patter of his footsteps, of maybe it's because the radio just lost battery; all u know is that something feels wrong.

You attempt to clear your mind, and to toon yourself u are okay (which u actually aren't) and even try to...