Clash of Wills

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The orphanage hallway was a maze of cold, metallic walls, their smooth surfaces reflecting the sterile light from faulty bulbs that flickered intermittently. The sound of footsteps echoed off the hard surfaces, a constant reminder of the children's existence in this cold, unforgiving place.

Every corner held shadows that seemed to move at the edge of one's vision, adding to the eerie atmosphere that pervaded the space.


As Vaughn made his way down the hallway, he noticed the sterile smell of antiseptic that seemed to cling to every surface, a constant reminder of the routine of cleanliness and sanitation that governed the daily life of the orphanage.


The children's rooms, lined up with military precision, were small and bare, providing little comfort or warmth to their occupants. The whole place had an aura of neglect and abandonment that was hard to ignore.

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