I wander outside. Everything is bright, almost too bright. Something is off. The next thing I know my head starts to spin. Everything is moving fast, but I am moving slow. All of a sudden, I feel--alive. For once in my life I don't feel like some zombie stuck in the corporate machine. I feel a sense of euphoria. I fall to my knees. My vision goes away. My hearing goes away. Everything is silent. Everything is black.

I awake.

"Where am I?" I think to myself. I look around, there are so many colors, so many colors that I can't even describe. Beautiful. Bright and euphoric, I continue on my path.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

I awake.

I'm in my bed. On my nightstand is my ID badge.

"I guess it's just another day at the office." I mutter to myself.

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"We did not choose to become robots. There was an accident in our studio. We were working on our sampler, and at exactly 9:09 a.m. on September 9, 1999, it exploded. When we regained consciousness, we discovered that we had become robots."

What did you take, and how much of it?

mmmm, Tiesto ...

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in your inner room