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Wednesday, 5 December 2018
The Voice
"Are you there?"
He turned around, but could see nobody.
"Are you there?"
Where was the voice coming from?
"Are you there?"
He looked down. The sound was coming from the drain.
A hand reached through the bars of the grid and grabbed his ankle.
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Tamara
5 December 2018 at 05:32
Oh -- good one.
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