Anisu had peculiar dreams last night.

He was back in Warwick, and he was graduating again. They told him this time will be the last one. No more fun after this point sir.

He then ice skated around the campus (which had ice skating paths and a new piazza) and met all his old lecturers. They all had white hair and were old men now.

His alarm then rang at 6.30. Time to work.

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