Talk to Nacely.

Hey guys, I just started a new podcast called DreamScape Productions that features professional

quality three hour long soundscapes, such as my new 1920s Italian cafe sound scape.

You can listen to them during your workday to help you stay relaxed and focused, or to

help you fall asleep at night.

Just search DreamScape Productions on Spotify and be sure to click the follow button to get

notified every time a new sound scape is released, and now time for the story.

I was jolted bent to consciousness by a violent coughing fit caused by the unnaturally dry

air around me.

Drops of sweat piled up and started trickling down my forehead.

It was dark, and there was not a single ray of light to even make out my closest surroundings.

My memory was of no help in recognizing my whereabouts, but upon fumbling around with my

weak hands.

I noticed I was sitting on a fabric coated chair in a room that seemed to vibrate ever

so slightly.

As my eyes started to adapt to the overwhelming darkness, I could start to make out the vague

shape of my room.

There were three seats facing each other, with windows on the right hand side, though

they revealed nothing more than an empty black void.

On the other side was a door with a small window which led out into a hallway, and then

it dawned on me where I had woken up.

It was in a train compartment, and the train was still moving, though seemingly rid of

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