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50 Doors

Then, I realized that an opening was widening at the end of the corridor. The end of the corridor was bounded by two massive trees with limbs that grew together to create an upper border. As the opening spanned the area viewable at the end of the corridor, on the other side of the opening I spied blue sky, green grass, and a car at the edge of a street. I stopped dumbfounded as my memories rushed in. The car was mine. My rental car! I remembered everything! My memory had completely returned. Joyfully, I rushed towards what appeared to be a portal to what I now recognized as my way home. Even as I did so, the portal began narrowing once more. Faster I ran.

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