The Keeper (Part 6)

The stairs went on and on till Mona felt she couldn't stand her muscles burning any longer. She wasn't the fittest of person after all. Suddenly, the stairs fell as if collapsing right in front of her eyes and transformed into a long corridor with doors upon mahogany doors lined up like an old dorm... Continue Reading →

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