“It’s just the wind,” I whispered as the footsteps mirrored mine in the empty hallway. The power flickered out, leaving the glow of my dying flashlight as my only ally.
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“It’s just the wind,” I whispered as the footsteps mirrored mine in the empty hallway. The power flickered out, leaving the glow of my dying flashlight as my only ally.