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After a couple minutes, I was out of breath. I looked at the ground, noticing that it was calling out to me. It seemed like it wanted me to sleep. I lowered myself onto the cold, sturdy floor and began to think.

A loud bang came from the door. I sighed, not wanting to move from the position I as in, but soon the curiosity of finding out what it was got to me. I lifted myself back up slowly, trying not to strain myself, then scooted closer to the door.

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