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White Room (Part 3)
“I think it’s time that the patient’s parents are allowed to visit.” Nurse Madison said, pulling him aside.Doctor Todd shook his head. “I still don’t think the patient is ready.”Madison gave him an incredulous look. “It has been a year. I think that is a long time to make them wait.”He looked at his watch and saw the date. She was right, it was exactly a year now. A year ago, his patient had been admitted into the hospital. And the whole year, the patient had been unconscious.He supposed his nurse was right, but he didn’t want the parents to see the patient yet. He didn’t mean to hurt them by...
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Michael (1) City Living That is the thing about this city, it draws you in. There is inevitably always something going on. From loud music and arguments, inquisitive tourists, or locals going about their everyday lives. It sucks you in, and makes you feel at home. At whatever time of day or night there is always something to make you stop and think. The sense of community is incredible, all around are people that have known you their entire lives. There are no secrets, the locals probably know you better than you know yourself. That can prove dangerous knowledge in the wrong hands though. Mich...
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The grimy tiled walls of the curved underground tunnel rushed by as gloomily lit wall lanterns pulsed out of the darkness, marking unseen intervals as the train sped to the next stop. We hit top speed for just a few moments before the gears began their gradual wind-down as we slowed again. The linked cars rattled and swayed and screeched as we burst into the light of the LaSalle Street station. The 5:43 stopped and slid open its doors, and the train became engorged with commuters. Many more streamed down through the turnstiles as we pulled away, quickly accelerating towards the next platform b...
Mrs White in the Library with the Lead Piping
‘I rolled another six! That puts me in the library.’ Colonel Mustard laughed heartily through his bushy moustache.‘You have that look about you, would you like to make an accusation?’ asked Miss Scarlett, fiddling with the hem of her striking red cocktail dress.‘I would, I’ll write down my conclusions.’Though the house was empty, other than the players and the staff, the rest of the group still felt the need to keep their voices down while playing in the actual library, especially after hours. ‘Is it true that the house is an exact replica of the game board? Right down to the tiled squares in...