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Monochrome Nightmare – Light

After what felt like hours, I could see the end of the stairs, and thought we were almost out. The footfalls echoed behind us, the hoobnail boots making a distinct sound on the metal steps of the stairs. She didn’t look back at me, simply began to run up the spiral. After what felt like an eternity on the stairs, we finally came out into the open.

October 23, 2014 - Posted by | Fiction, Photo, Photography | , , , , , ,

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