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... the branches outside the window, while the orange hues of dawn filtered through layers of heavy curtains, illuminating the dim room within.
The bedroom door was knocked, and Schiller rolled over. The butler outside said, "Sir, a Mr. Gordon called you ten minutes ago. I told him you would return his call after you woke up."
Schiller's voice slowly quavered from his raspy throat "...Alright."
He sat up in bed, waking from his drowsy stupor. He then walked towards the window ...
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