daily – 55

Patrick’s face has changed from confusion to fear as he stares back at me.

“Mr. Nemmons!”

I sag for just a moment, hung on Patrick’s eyes, then shake my head and pull the door shut.

“You have five seconds to open this door before we-”

“Coming!” At the top of the stairs, I can see his hazy outline against the frosted glass. I’m halfway down before I register that the window is back to frosted again, but it’s too late to worry about that. “Coming!”


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