I went urban exploring in an abandoned prison. Something followed me. (2)
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Having decided that I had seen all of this building I wanted to, I started down the dark tunnel. It had a damp smell and the ceiling was peeling. Unfortunately, the ceiling was also lower than the rest of the building. As I went it seemed like it was getting smaller. I had to walk slightly hunched over to avoid rubbing my head against the nasty ceiling. I hoped that it wouldn’t shrink into nothingness.
During my entire trip to this point, I had only seen three other people. Two were on a different trail as I came to this building and one was leaving as I was going in. The silence in the tunnel was oppressive. Every move I made...
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