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... was persistent. Rubbing his eyes, he let out a faint sigh, trying to shake off the early morning grogginess.
Through bleary eyes, he saw the clock's hands pointing to 4 a.m. Who in their right mind would wake him at this ungodly hour? But soon, Mikhail realized it wasn’t a person—it was something far more persistent, and he frowned in frustration.
"I drank last night..."
—Wake up...!
The voice continued to ring in his ears, relentless. Mikhail exhaled deeply, the ...
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