Sixty seven

Madame Sharon arrived at the abandoned warehouse, wrapped in a sheet of blazing terror. She looked around with her hands wrapped around herself and she hollered, "Hello!"

Her voice echoed but no answer whatsoever.

She looked around the place. It was dusty and old. She looked up and she could find just a window a bit high up that her hands wouldn't be able to meet.

There were doors that led to other rooms too.

She wondered why she was told to meet in a place like this.

And at that thought…

BANG!!

Her heart jumped at the sound and she spun around as it came from behind her. Her eyes widened in horror at the closed door in front of her and she muttered, "No. No, this can't be happening."

She paced to the door, and held the knob in an attempt to open it, but it didn't budge.

No. No. No.

The door being closed would be the proverbial cherry on top of this fudge cake.

She hit the door with all she's got hoping someone will hear.

"Help!" She yelled out loud.

Her heart was completely restless
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