IV. A Silent Breath

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The steps were delicate, and touched the wasted wooden floor softly, as if it was afraid of falling. The door began opening little by little while I was startled in the bed; the door stopped opening and a hand seek into the room, the hand had a black hole in the middle, and after it turned into the direction I was in, it suddenly returned quickly to the hall. Some time passed and I just didn't know what to do, and so I decided to make myself and act as if I was asleep, thinking that would work out; but that wasn't the case...

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