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Submitted to Contest #85
Dust covered her fingertips as they glided across the walls. The wooden planks creaked as her weight shifted with each step she took. Green vines peaked in from the outside uninvited. Mirror shards decorated the ground signifying a story lost to time. All the while there was only one word she could think of to describe this place—an escape. Just like there was only one word he could think of as he looked around the place—escape. He had to escape. It was a prison disguised as a beautiful mansion. He knew he should be grateful. Not many ...
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