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The DoorI slowly up the steps to the mysterious attic, slowly and sensitively and tactfully; just waiting for something to happen. But nothing did happen. I finally saw the door as I rounded around another corner, made of pure wood it intimated me for over the ages it had become time-worn.The Door
I felt the door and a sharp chill was sent down my spine, captiving me in a disturbing way. It was almost as if, if I decided to go any further I'd actually like what I could find beyond this vintage door. I finally decided I had to enter the room and that I did.
I pushed the door lightly, hoping to take a step back for I expected t
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