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Corridors is the physical form of suspense and nervousness, of terror. You don't know what comes next.

I was in one, strapped to a gurney being wheeled to a place that would be my new nightmare. For sure.

- Let me go. let me go - I say low as if using my last breath.

- Is she still conscious? You need to increase the dose of the sleeping pill for this one. - Says one of the two footmen who led me

The cemented walls with cracks and some doors passed like figures around me, leaving me disoriented. The cracks and doors served as a factor in the hypnosis I was feeling.

It was a long gray corridor, I knew that at the end there would be a black door that would be the invitation to a new session of pain and suffering.

- Let me go! - I pull my wrists that are trapped and I can't get out - Please - I beg - Stop it.

- How many ml did you give for this one?

- 15ml, you know they shouldn't go into deep sleep, you need to be with a minimum of awaren
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