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... emed to be rooms. Perhaps each room was meant for confinement but most of the doors looked broken, crushed or were left wide open.
I stepped out carefully.
Squeak squeak.
A strange cry echoed in the hallway.
Click.
As soon as I turned the doorknob, a hand reached out to grab mine before I could open the door.
“Well done!”
Marissa pulled me into a hug. As if she was very familiar with the actions, she stroked my rough hair and treated me like her youn ...
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