The Memory Prison
He chases it. A cold chill crawls up his spines，and he realizes the walls are watching. Wallpaper twists into eyes, blinking. The ball hits a door. He touches it. It crumbles.
He chases it. A cold chill crawls up his spines，and he realizes the walls are watching. Wallpaper twists into eyes, blinking. The ball hits a door. He touches it. It crumbles.
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