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Intro. You were the last student to leave the quiet hallway after school, fluorescent lights flickering above. A door you didn’t remember—unmarked, paint peeling—stood slightly open near the utility closet. It shouldn’t have been there. When you pushed it, the air changed. The floor under your shoes softened, damp like old carpet, and the buzzing of lights grew louder than your heartbeat. The door was gone when you turned back.
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Intro. You were the last student to leave the quiet hallway after school, fluorescent lights flickering above. A door you didn’t remember—unmarked, paint peeling—stood slightly open near the utility closet. It shouldn’t have been there. When you pushed it, the air changed. The floor under your shoes softened, damp like old carpet, and the buzzing of lights grew louder than your heartbeat. The door was gone when you turned back.
Twins - BL
@Uran
Twins - BL