Chapter 6: The night shift

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The day has arrived , the week has passed by , night shift is here.

it's 7 pm , im alone , im not really sure what im supposed to be doing here actually, security, cleaning?? i have no specifications ons my job here tonight.

the night was calming though, i rook a chair and placedit in the middle of the hallway and starred at cell number 10 wondering what the secret of that cell could be.

maybe a torture room , a captive room for the loonies if they are misbehaving , a bathroom wtf why am i normalizing the situation its clearly not a bathroom.

it was quiet,  only silence in the halls and cells , i slowly started to fall asleep and suddenly i heard a voice softly asking for help i freaked a bit wondering where it came from , i stood up from my seat checking every cell , but they were fast asleep.

so from where could the voice came from ? ,cell 10??? i walked straight down to the cell i searched my key ring for cell 10 but obviously no key.

i heard footsteps , fuck its already 6 am , night shift is finished , i walked to the main door and rushed ro my car to get home , i was going to search the net for more answers maybe there was a story on the asylum or some facts that can lead me to the mysterious cell 10.

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