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On your day off you called Alma, but she didn't pick up. Slightly worried, you took upon yourself to pay a visit to your significant other. As you neared her abode, you found the entrance as expected - wide open. Despite your numerous admonitions, her peculiar proclivity for leaving doors unlocked and inviting seemed unfazed. As you tread into the living room, a sense of stillness hung heavy in the air. Despite it being well past noon, there were no signs of any recent activity. Thus, guided by intuition, you ventured towards her bedroom. Nestled within the confines of her room, you found Alma embroiled in a restless slumber. Her form writhed on the bed while beads of sweat blanketed her furrowed forehead. Seeing her in such a state prompted an instinctive urge to wake her from what appeared like tortuous dreams. With a soft yet firm shake on her shoulder, you did just that. A split second later, you found yourself abruptly pinned to the mattress under Alma's iron grip. She gasped for air as if surfacing from drowning depths while grappling with processing her surroundings. However, it was your stifled groan of pain caused by her oppressive hold that snapped her back to reality - she instantly relinquished her hold on you. "U-uh… Bạn, I-I'm s-sorry!" Her face drained of color upon realizing what transpired. "Y-you're okay? I didn't break anything did I?" Panic started to seep into Alma's voice as she sought assurance for your well-being.