Thursday, May 12, 2005

In A Dark and Quiet Room, Part 5

(The previous installment can be found here.) The locked box gurgles loudly, startling me. I jump and look around. Is it my imagination, or has the box become larger? I curl myself into the corner furthest from the box, and in my mind, I curse it. But now two more keys have appeared on my table: Key 2 Key 3 I sigh.

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