Through a thick smoke of cigarettes the room looked dim, and dim were my thoughts competing with each other for my attention. Puffing in a smoke was supposed to make me think clearly, but it only made my heart race more rapidly.

The clock seemed to be frozen in time with its arms unmoving, and waiting was unbearable. When will it ring? Will it ring? What will the news be?

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