Overcast Mansard

Overcast Mansard

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Mystery
My hands were bleeding. I was in an unknown rusted elevator. I did not know who did this too me and why was it me? I was sweating and trembling due to fear. Was it a dream? NO I could feel the numbness in my hands. I buried my head between my two legs. suddenly the elevator wobbled and moved up. The elevator suddenly stopped and I stepped out of it. A strong gust blew and a sudden push threw me out. I impeded myself to turn and look back. But collecting all the courage I turned back and BAM!
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Hoping to shake this human off once and for all, I twisted my body around rapidly with a plan to put my words into action. When I was on my way to push this man as deep into the floor as possible my body all of the sudden went rigid. When my body froze solid, so did my brain. It took me several seconds to get out of my trance and when I finally did, all that was running through my mind were two words. Those eyes. All of the feelings that I had been hiding for the last 160 years were now coming crashing down on me. They were literally shooting out from this human's eyes like fire. A fire that burned into my core.

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