JOURNEY IN DEATH

Journey in Death Black out, then the light, bright, dazzling. Then nothing. A dark corridor, I move slowly, I can't see anything, I can't hear anything, and there is just a strong smell, a bit like when you enter a room that hasn't been ventilated for a long time. And it's cold, cold and humid. I advance faster because I start to run out of air, little by little my chest tightens, I have the impression of being crushed by something much heavier than me. Then! I can see a tiny gleam! I run now, faster, faster, always faster, the light is approaching, growing,. A door! I open it and suddenly the light again, dazzling, overwhelming. I entered this room. It's a living room, an old living room, decorated in the style of the 18th century, there are tapestries on each wall representing a place that looks like paradise, well I think. The door slams behind me, I jump. I do not move, I wait, not noise. Little by little I relax, I look around again. There is a red velvet sofa with dark colored wooden legs, I don't know what it is like wood. On each side, also a red velvet armchair and the same wood, in the right corner, a door, on the left big black velvet curtains hide windows I think, and on the floor, beautiful carpets. I hardly dare put my feet on it when I move forward to sit in an armchair, the one on the left. I realize that next to me is a small table with a vase and a small silver box on it. I take the box gently and open it, curiosity has always been stronger than me, but nothing! Disappointed, I casually rest the box on the table and with an awkward gesture I drop the vase which was also there. "Sarah! Sarah is that you? "

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