Trollies rattle through halls. A cry in the distance. An Unassuming Knock in the night. Faces hidden, while voices are muffled through masks. Sleep seized in slivers and chased off by a murmur. All is the same but seemingly different. Trollies rattle through halls. A cry in the distance. An unassuming knock in the night. […]

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