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You chose the red door, disregarding that you had just read 'Mother' carved on the door. You twisted the door knob and went inside.

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Wind knocked out of your lungs soon after. It felt like you were drowning. You tried gasping for air, but your windpipes felt blocked. Red dots filled your vision until you couldn't see anymore. You fell on the sticky, rotten-smelling floor as your body went slack.

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