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Placing my hand on my head, I groaned at the slowly forming headache at the base of my skull. I wanted to believe everything had been a dream, but I knew better. My life was far more complicated than that. I was shocked though, that none of the guys were here to greet me as I awoke. As I took the opportunity to look around again, I took note I was freshly washed and changed into a clean pair of clothes. However, that wasn’t what intrigued me the most. It was, instead, how brightly colored everything seemed to be. It was as if someone had completely enhanced the color and view of every object around me as I slept. My senses overloaded as I let it all soak in. “This is different,” I mumbled as I slipped from the bed and padded my way into the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, I caught a