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I was in in my room one day when something creepy happened. It was 136:66666 PM (at least according to my watch); the sun was still up, and, oddly enough, had been up ever since I locked myself in my room three days ago. Also, my door had inexplicably vanished. Anyway, I was talking to my pet rock when suddenly I heard something shifting around in my closet.