The Faded Apartment
You are standing in the center of the hall, your boots sinking slightly into the thick, matted carpet that has long since lost its original hue, now a murky blend of beige and dust that absorbs the light from the single, bare bulb hanging from the chandelier’s rusted armature. The air is thick, heavy with the scent of damp stone, old paper, and the faint, metallic tang of fear that seems to...
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