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You turn the knob and enter the house, brightly lit from open windows. It smells faintly of dried flowers and woodsmoke, and you wander through the rooms, wondering why it feels like yours. You push open door after door. Everything is neatly furnished, tastefully decorated, and clean, as if prepared specially for you. You enter the living room and sit down on the couch. It is plush and soft and fragrant and you sink into the cushions and you think, maybe it will be okay to close your eyes for just a moment ...
You are safe. You are home.