The Screams We Couldn't Hear
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Rain hit the window with a light "thump" noise. I love rainy days the weather is cool and it keeps the bugs away. I walked over to my desk and sat down in my office chair. I turned a a nob on the desk it made a click noise and the wall opened up revealing a dark stair case. I slowly descended into the darkness.
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