After signing the hotel visitor’s book, I went  21  up to my room which was on the third floor.   22  had I closed the door than I realized how  23  I was. And   24  when I went to bed I    25  for hours before at last falling heavily asleep. And the dream I  26  then was far worse than lying awake worrying and despairing.

I was in a large building, not like   27  where I would have to take the following day’s examination. People  28  silently in all directions. A large   29  stated that the English Examinations would take place in Room 999. But where could this room be?  30  any staircase I   31  a dark passage and walked  32  to the left where   33   was quite a very solid black door behind which I could hear people arguing with  34  in a quiet but angry voice. I wished I could ask them for some  35  ! I tried knocking on the door to draw their attention but immediately   36  died and  37  I hurt my hand in my efforts, nobody opened the door. I then tried hard only to find my way back to  38  . But as I was wondering helplessly, a deep accusing voice broke the deadly silence everywhere  39  the new empty building. “The examination is over. There’s no  40  in your remaining here. You are too late, too late. ”