Ruminating the 11th Hour

—–Desperation began to set into Sam as she explored room after room, all empty. Some scattered with broken contents, others seemingly untouched. The work area seemed abandoned. ‘Maybe, they all evacuated without me…’ Sam’s desperation was slowly turning into a rising terror deep within her. She couldn’t be alone, there had to be someone, somewhere. She began to move faster, pushing herself faster through the silent corridors.

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