Room Twelve...a spacious room with a hole in the floor. A ladder
led down into the shadows. Outside, leaves shook in the wind. They didn't like
the look of that hole in the floor.
"Too dark down there!" they cried. "Who
knows what's at the bottom." They looked at me again.
"Probably a room of
some kind," I volunteered quickly. "But you know what I say about appearances."
It would have been a relief to get outside for a while.
They wanted to know
if they had been here before.... How could I answer that?
"I have the
strangest feeling of déjà vu," said one who, bolder than the rest, led us
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