The Golden Cellar
The rain did not fall. It was pressed down. Thomas stood in the mud. The mud was black. It sucked at his boots. He did not look up. He looked at the man in front of him. The man was large. The man wore a suit. The suit was white. The suit was dirty. "Step aside," the man said. His voice was low. It was soft. It was hard. Thomas did not move. Thomas was small. Thomas was wet. Thomas was tired....
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