C167 Unable to Cut or Cut or Cut or Cut or Cut

The night was dark, the light on the bedside table dim, and I stared at the ceiling, my head spinning.

"Boom!" Suddenly, there was the sound of thunder outside. The building was tall and wide, and the curtains were not drawn.

Not long after, it started to pour heavily, and the rain started to pour down. I closed my eyes and tried to force myself to fall asleep.

However