The Keyhole
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Darkness.
A cold, slimy floor was underneath me and the smell of dead fish lingered in the air. The only light penetrating into the dark space was coming from a small keyhole.
I was stuck in a space only big enough for me to lay on my back.
I perked my ears and heard the soft patter of footsteps but it came from the other side of the keyhole.
Where am I? How did I get here?
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