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Fear and Loathing...

...footsteps approached, her heart all but stopping as the the knob began to turn.

She sat in the dark and quiet room, lit periodically with the flash of lightning, followed soon after by the crash of thunder and stared at the door as the sound of footsteps approached, her heart all but stopping as the knob began to turn. She couldn't b...