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The boy sat alone in the darkness. He couldn't hear the voices anymore. Light was filtering in through the window on the far side of the room. The rising sun reached into the small room revealing a set of bunk-beds, one opened chest, and toys scattered across the floor. The minature models of cars, robots, and people were abandoned in awkward positions. There was no more play left within them. In the streaming light dust danced with itself within the silence only broken by the soft breathing coming from within the closet.