Your body was sprawled on a cold floor when your vision returned. The air tasted stale, old, almost stagnate as you try to stand up in a dim light. On shaking legs you make your way to a door but collapse onto the floor in front of it. You muscle a dry swallow as you look at the door wondering what's on the other side. Your question is soon answered as it slowly opens seemingly on its own. Light pours into your small room, once more blinding you as your eyes adjust to the brightness. Slowly you realize you're in a...
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