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I smell a faint chemical smell in my room, and though it seems familiar I cannot place it. It's now mixed with Febreeze, which has failed to mask it and instead has created a rather nauseating blend of stenches and given me a fierce headache.

If I die of some kind of inhalation in my sleep, I love you all.

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