Babybell strolled down the bright corridor, smelling the fresh green grass. অথবা at least she imagined she could, but it being winter, and indoors, it was highly unlikely she could actually smell the grass. However the thought of it pleased her. Upon thinking this she thought she could hear সঙ্গীত playing, but dismissed it as another stretch of her imagination. But when she listened আরো carefully she realized it had to be real, there were mistakes in it! Why would she imagine that? She honed in on her hearing and traced the সঙ্গীত back to the doctor's lounge where she opened the door. She realized...
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