Scratches at the door

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Weird Beard
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Scratches at the door

Post by Weird Beard » Sun Nov 04, 2018 10:21 pm

I do not remember when the door appeared, but each night the scratches draw me to it. I stand there, my hand hovering inches away from the handle, unable to grasp it or pull away. Tonight I feel the cold metal before I even register I am out of bed. Perception shifts and I see through the door at a figure who takes my likeness. The world shifts and I am on the other side where the door has no handle. I am trapped and all I can do is scratch at the door in the hope that someone comes.
I peek through the cracks from a world where Reality Fractured

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