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Sometimes, I walk into a room with people in it. I don't like other people much, but just sitting in a room with silent people is all I need to fill up that almost non-existent social interaction bar of mine. I don't like rooms with too many people in them, or rooms with too little people in them. I can almost feel their thoughts, not needing to pay attention to my own, the silence fills the room and isn't suffocating, or uncomfortable. It's just... there. Today, I did the same thing. I sat and listened to music so loud it was sure to damage my hearing, but honestly, it was so bad anyway, what would be worse? The people didn't try and make conversation, to be honest, I didn't know who they were as I wasn't paying attention. The lights turned off, I jerked my head up and saw a woman in front of me. She had long honey blond hair that faded into nothingness, her soulless ashy brown eyes bore into me like weights. The woman wore a long flowing white dress that sank to the ground, the floral pattern bending with the fabric. A frown played her face before smiling, "Lights on," somehow, even with my headphones on, I could hear the disjointed voice. I took my headphones out, not wanting to talk, I stayed silent. Then she disappeared and the lights flickered to life. The people who joined me in the room had long since left and I looked around in confusion. Mostly at the fact that I recognised her.