Folw made his way up the staircases. The sound of the voices coming from the common room died away, after climbing the last stair. He breathed out, looking down getting all dizzy. "Many of them too," he muttered to himself letting his hands slid into his pockets, finding his key.
He walked slowly towards the direction of the room, feeling the doors get bigger and bigger. Was he imagining things? he thought, feeling a tiny tendency of pain in his head. Folw gazed at the door numbers, expecting every minute to find his door. The man stopped, took the key out of his pocket, and let it slid into the lock. He wroth the key swiftly around, and opened the door.
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Scully: Homer, we're going to ask you a few simple yes or no questions. Do you understand?
Homer: Yes. (Lie dectector blows up)
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