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Le pastel - night by P. Carredo

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You open your eyes, your cheek is pressed against the cold tile floor. Slowly, you rise to your feet and take in your surroundings. The smelled chlorine and bleach is overwhelming.

You see an open hallway and step into inky darkness, pushing forward. Faintly you see a blue light in the distance and step into a new room.

You can hear the gentle lapping of water, the air is moist and yet warm. You call out into the large room but no one replies, your voice echoes in vain against the tiled walls. You're the only one here. You proceed forward down another hall.

As you step into the room, you notice the tile here is soaked with water, as if someone had recently been here. Your feet make a wet pitter patter as you walk along the side of the pool. You proceed up a flight of stairs that curve around the corner into an inky stairwell.

When you get to the top, a pool lays directly in front of you. There's no choice but to step into the water. Its strangely warm and pleasant. You try to peer through the windows that run along the pool wall but you can't make anything out, its only pitch. The pool goes on for quite awhile, turning around corners.

Finally you come to a new area.

You're finally able to get out of the pool. The air feels cooler here, there's a draft coming from the open doorway. Is there a way out through there?

A large cavernous room lies before you, the perimeter of the room is shrouded in darkness, you suddenly feel you're being watched. The air is still here, but up ahead you see a wide open doorway. Is that the exi-

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