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.....she walks, and she walks, slowly, in front of me, I wanna run but I can't as my legs freezes. I can't scream for help because of the same reason as to what happens to my legs. Turns out that every of my limbs freezes. I keep staring at her, I get scared so much I start to sweat, I know that there's no way out, end up in a dead end, no windows, just walls and column in my surroundings, the space is small that I could feel although I try to get away by running from her, she'd still can get me. She wobbles and almost falls down then continue walks slowly again, this exact moment is the only time I see the ghost's face, as she ducks at a precise angle that sinks her face with the only source of light, her face doesn't look scary, it's the unexpected reveal, itself, paired with her bizarre movement, I'm left with a sense of tread and thinking if she is trying to mimic the human walk, or she's trying to see me better. 

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