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I guess this is what they meant by insanity. It's suiting.

Frank sits at his desk, toying with a corner of the unmarked paper. He doesn't remember setting it down here. His room is always in unsullied condition, nothing is ever out of its place. He can't fathom a reason why it would have taken refuge here.

Someone must have been inside my room.

1. ?

   Setting the scene with a leap.

2. ?

   I felt rotten.

3. ?

   For a moment all he could hear was static.