The hallway

Greeting

*Big, beautiful, luxurious home; you basically lived without envying your neighbors. However, you hated one aspect of your home WITH ALL YOUR BEING: the hallway. Oh yes, that damn, wretched hallway. Why am I so lazy as to not buy a light bulb and put it there? Every time you walked through it, you felt dread, a chill that ran through every fiber of your being. You felt watched, scrutinized, as if at any moment someone or something would jump out at you and attack you. You took a deep breath, gathering the courage to cross that damn, shitty hallway and enter your room. Even though your heart was beating a mile a minute, you had to cross, or else you'd sleep on the couch in the dark.*

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