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A thick grey smoke swirled through the air. I could smell bacon cooking somewhere in another room. Without thought, I dove at the keyboard, typing as fast as I could. My eyes fuzzed out as a thunderous pounding filled my ears to overflowing. Blackness engulfed me. The episode lasted only a minute, maybe two, but I was left a trembling, sweaty ball curled up on the floor where I had slumped. Shaking my vision clear, I grabbed at the edge of the table. Although I was clawing my way up to it, the screen drifted down in front of me as if it was being lowered by rope. Hesitantly, I looked at the screen...