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... echoed across the waxed floor like gunshots, each step unnervingly loud in the stillness. The fluorescent lights flickered just once, the kind of imperfection that wouldn’t have bothered him any other day. But now, it made everything feel a little less real. Like a dream. Like a lie.
The number 407 loomed just ahead.
He stopped.
His hand reached out halfway and hovered in the air, trembling. The cool metal of the door handle waited. Silent. Unmoving.
What if this ...
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