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Submitted to Contest #20
I sprinted into the hall, throwing open the first door I laid eyes on. The door closed with a gentle creak as I set my back against it, sinking into the floor. The room was pitch black, silent, and the only sanctuary I could grasp. You have to run. You aren’t safe here. It felt as if my head were laying on the train tracks, my pessimism being a train barreling towards me. Every logical word became cloudy, drowned out by run. Run. RUN. I pushed myself to my feet, fumbling about the darkness on feeble knees. My vision began to return as my eye...
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