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Volume 1: Ch.11

—The door which they called for help—

Some memories are inked into one’s brain, unable to erase or remove it.

“Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelp!” A wailing voice was heard at the end of a hallway. “Opeeeeen the doooor!” It was a sorrowful and blue echo of voices. Everything was dark and gloom but the pathway was visible even though wasn’t present light.

“Someone please! Open the door!” They continued to ask for help.

The sound came from the door on the other side. He was being called to open it, despite the huge sign that says stop! Do not open it. It kept asking for help. The longer he waits, the desperate the call was.

“Open the door, let us through!” The voice never stops.

“Heeeeeeelp meeeh” He knew the familiar voice, the irritating voice that he regrets to hear. It wouldn’t stop pleading for help. He felt a heavy weigh on hi

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