Tags: closed_doors

three words.
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Closed doors.

The long hallway of closed doors, slammed shut. Screams, no keys. Just a dim light coming from a window at the far end of the hallway. The walls are painted a sterile white, but if you look closer: it's chipping. The bottoms of the doors are cracking. They've been kicked for years. They're trying to escape. The maddening noise is simply the maddening silence. It's screaming, no keys. When you hear a whisper -- "Let me out," -- it pierces your ears. You sit, at the end of the hallway, awaiting your prison cell. You will be locked up forever. Completely alone.