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He sits on the side of his bed. His legs dangling off the messy bed over the clothes-crowded floor. A small creaking noise is heard as he turns his head to a rusty door. It opened slowly when unlocked, which it wasn’t, and always creaked. He tried to avoid it at all costs. He shook his head at...

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