You wake up to the sound of a buzzer going off a few inches from your face. Blindly, you grope the alarm clock in an attempt to turn off the annoying buzzer before you finally give up and pull at the long cord. The buzzer stops ringing immediately.

You wipe sweaty brown hair out of your face, idly wondering why you appear to be wearing a black trench coat. You try to think back, but your mind comes up to a fuzzy wall that muddles your brain too much for it to think.

Although you are more than slightly alarmed at your lack of memory, you shrug and put it up to a wild night of drinking. It certainly would explain why you�ve just woken up wearing clothes. Hopefully, they�re even yours.

Suddenly, your stomach makes a grumbling noise, informing you that you probably hadn�t eaten last night either.

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