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>Open your eyes.
The stench of death lingers in your nose, and you gag. Like a flood of water, your senses come rushing back. A deep thumping pounds your ears. You stare at your hands, waiting for your sense of normalcy to return to balance. The world is heavier for some reason.
Looking down, something is off. Your clothes have been switched! You carry the heavy uniform of the inspectors. That keycard and your revolver are nowhere on your person, which causes a deep worry to run across your brow, staining it with concern.
You take a moment to glance at the room you’ve woken up in.
