The Pale Door

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The Pale Door

"You are late." The voice did not come from a throat. It came from the walls. Margaret stood in the corridor. The floor was cold. Her shoes were wet. She had been walking for hours. The hallway stretched into darkness. It had no end. "Excuse me," she said. Her voice was small. It sounded like dry leaves. "You are late," the wall repeated. Margaret looked at her hands. They were trembling. She...

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