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Submitted to Contest #11
Euden felt a lump form in his throat as he stared at the large rusted steel door in front of him. He was barely eleven years old when he last saw it. Beaten and caged like an animal, he had vowed not to come back here; but fate always liked to watch him writhe. Pressing his palm onto the cold steel he pushed the door open with a loud screech. He was instantly greeted by the scent of rot and decay mixed with the smell of blood and urine. A scent that he had grown familiar with years ago. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He could fee...
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