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"Right this way Mr Oliver.""Dr Oliver."The bald security guard ignored Oliver's rectification. He entered an iron door and Oliver followed suit. It slammed shut behind them like the snapping jaws of a rabid dog. Clutching his visitor's badge for dear life, Oliver surveyed the brick walls of the underground tunnel they were walking through. Some of the bricks were jutting out and some were missing altogether."Sure this is the right way ?""Oh yes."The men walked in a silence that was punctuated by footsteps that echoed at regular intervals. A ...
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There are people down in the basement, but they're not regular people. For starters, they only show up at night. But I'm getting ahead of myself.Everything started with a bet. My younger brother bet that I couldn't spend the night in our cold gray basement. Not one to back down from a challenge, I accepted the bet and we shook on it. What my brother didn't know was that I had a deep seated fear of the dark. None of that mattered though because I had a plan. I was going to do things progressively. Up until the promised day, I consistently mic...
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My brother, who had been in a coma for I don't remember how long, just woke up this morning. Mom called me in tears, barely able to form sentences."Johnny is awake !", she finally said in between sobs.I booked the first flight I could get.I got to the hospital the following morning. Little Johnny has changed to say the least. I wasn't not sure if I could still refer to him as "little" Johnny. He looked almost as old as dad, if not more. His once youthful face now had a gaunt taint to it. Sunken cheeks, eye bags, the works. Inactivity took a ...
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