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... im hospital corridor, Josh's unconscious body a limp weight in his arms. Each footfall echoed like a drumbeat of doom, reverberating through the long hallway slick with humidity and rot. The fluorescent lights above sputtered and hissed, casting the passage in waves of cold white and yawning black. The scent of antiseptic had long given way to something fouler—iron and mold, like death fermenting in the walls.
From behind, the sound came again—footsteps. Measured. Mocking. Unhurried.They ...
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