Door: a Flash Fiction Nightmare

“Nobody goes down there,” said Toby, taking a sip of whisky and pausing for a drag. “Nobody?” I said, “Are you sure?” “Well, I know some have, but they probably weren’t too happy about it.” A breeze fled past the alley, and there was a crinkling sound when I shut my eyes. I need water, …

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