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Chapter 65 of 272

At the Elevator

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AT THE ELEVATOR

Back already sore.

Uncomfortable.

Gun strapped

like a brick

rubbing my skin raw with each step.

Seemed like time

stood still as I

reached out and pushed the button.

White light

surrounded the black arrow.

DOWN

DOWN

DOWN DOWN DOWN

DOWN DOWN DOWN

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