100 WC Week 35

I was shivering as the cold rain whipped at my face and legs. I was standing in front of a black gateway leading to the old factory. My friend and I were running through the yard, the gravel crunching under our feet. Then we were at the door. It loomed above us like it was daring us to go in. I pushed the door and stopped. I looked inside and saw… nothing? It was just a big empty space falling apart nothing special about it at all. I turned back but my friend wasn’t there. And neither was the gateway…

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