The Golden Maze

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The Golden Maze

The rain fell on the slate roof. It ticked. It drummed. It whispered. Elias sat in the corner of the room. The walls were bare. The paint was peeling. It curled like dead skin. He watched it fall. A flake landed on the floor. It was gray. It was dry. He was thirteen. He had been here for three days. The room was small. The bed was hard. The sheets were white. They smelled of bleach. It was a...

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