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... thing. I'll see you later," Ryder let out as he started running since he realized that he was getting late.

He was going to miss the flight. He went into his room and locked the door before he logged out.

Waking up in the real world, he sighed in relief as he realized that he was still on time, fortunately.

He could at least take a shower without missing the flight. He got the shower before getting prepared and left the hotel.

He already had a cab waiting for him at t ...

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