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A Door Made Of Soil

Before I fell asleep, I laid on a soft bed. It was comfortable and my pillow was so soft and comfy.

I slowly closed my eyes and let sleep grasp me in its arms.

As I opened my eyes, I saw nothing but darkness.

I can't breathe.

It seemed that the place I'm in is suffocating and made me unable to breathe air.

I was sweating.

I looked above me and I noticed the door.


It was made of soil.

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