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It was a windy Sunday morning. She was walking along an empty avenue she would get past every day to work, thinking of how the past few weeks had gone, giving her an odd feeling, just like she now was feeling. After some time, she looked at a manhole on the street. She was quite surprised; she had never seen a manhole there. Yet, it was there, another odd sight of the week. Taking a better look at it, she noticed it was uncovered, and walked a little closer to see how deep it was. She felt a very weird feeling and coldness emanating from the hole as she got closer and closer. Unable to help doing this, she looked down. Then...
