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Erm, hello? Is there anybody there?
Hellllooooo?!
CooooEEEeeeee!!!
**sound of footsteps in the distance** on a hard concrete floor, slapping slightly, as if the floor is wet.
A long corridor, there’s a light bulb at the end of the corridor; from some unseen speakers music drifts, it’s distant, echoes slightly, a tinny quality, “the only man who could ever reach me, was the son of a preacher man...” just repeats that same phrase over and over…
And dripping water, from the ceiling into a puddle, the light from the bulb shimmers off it, catches my eye, the colours all fade to;
One step in front of the other, always walking, towards the light bulb at the end of the corridor
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