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Horror Story

Just imagine you’re alone in a public washroom. You sit. You do your business. The flourescent lights slightly flicker. You hear the dripping of the faucet. Plink plink. Plink plink. It’s cold. The air is stagnant. You hear the creek of a stall door. “Hello…??” you quietly whimper. Nothing. It creeks again. The hum of the vents seems to whisper your name. Shaking in fear, you wipe, zip, and burst out of the stall. You may or may not wash your hands (because, c’mon, is it really always necessary?*) and race to get out the door. Continue reading

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