After about fifteen minutes Alice came in the room and locking it with a key. She put the key on the top of her shelf and looked at you with a bright look. Her hair was wet because she didn't dry it. She held a drinking cup in her hand with some kind of liquid was in it. "Here, I want you to drink this."
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