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The figure in the corner cringed away from the outstretched hand.
"Come with me." Gentle coaxing. "It's all right. I'm here to help."
The figure in the corner whimpered. "No, please, don't touch me..."
"The man who hurt you is gone. But this building is about to come down. If you want to live, you have to leave now."
The figure in the corner curled up tighter. With a sigh, the would-be rescuer lowered his hand. A moment later, he was gone.
The figure in the corner trembled with residual fear.
When the ceiling collapsed, it was almost a relief.
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Whumptober 2024
RandomA hundred-word story (yes, exactly one hundred words) for every day in October. Written for Whumptober: https://whumptober.tumblr.com/
