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I paced down the corridor passed each dark door in the dim lit corridor. The floor was cold and the only sounds were of myself, suspense was scaring me they didn’t need a long winding corridor to the hall it didn’t tickle my fancy either. The floor seemed way to perfect and walls and doors, not on spec of dust it wasn’t right. I had a large amount of questions I needed to ask whoever I was meeting. Then suddenly I thought have been watch this whole time. Then I cranked that final doors handle to see a note, descend from above upon it the words were “yes”.

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