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Post by Amy, Ave., Tiff., Stiff. on Dec 18, 2008 20:51:18 GMT -5
Emily wandered the bedroom corridor looking at the bottoms of the doors that looked dusty, only a few looked warm. they all were used... but that was to be expected, after all this was a mansion.
"This one." The door felt different from the others. It was also at the very end of the hallway.
She pushed the door open, and the dust on the floor blew away from the entrance on the inside of the room, unlike the other rooms she had seen the sheets and curtains were black and lovely to behold. the night stand beside the bed had a lamp on it., which she removed and placed outside the dooron the floor where noone would step on it then shut the door.
She saw better at night anyhow.
"Shmew." she laid down and slept dreamlessly.
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