... I started to realize that this place wasn't as good as I first thought. To make matters worse, I could even taste a disgusting lump of smoke in the back of my throat, which had been collected from the atmosphere. It was beginning to feel as if my throat had totally swollen up, as the amount of smoke was so thick. Surely no one else could put up with this? I started pushing forcefully through the many crowds of sweating, screaming people, to try to get to the exit. It was no use though; as the people who were just arriving were pushing and shoving me back. This was becoming beyond a joke. The next thing I knew, I was deafened by the sound of music, which had just started to play. I turned round to face the front, and noticed the room was strangely filled with much hyperactivity. Whatever ...

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