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I straightened, bringing my hands to my hips, as I rolled
my eyes. “Maddox, can you help me with the cord, please?”
“Good girl,” he praised.
He pushed the door wide open, holding it against the
wall, and stared at it for a second, waiting. “It’s not going
to close. Hurry,” I called out.
When Maddox was sure the door wasn’t going to close
and lock us into the storage room, he sauntered inside. He
looked behind him once, staring at the open door for a
second longer, before coming to stand beside me.
“Move aside,” he demanded.
I rolled my eyes, again, but still did as I was told.
Maddox reached behind the shelf, trying to find the cord.
“Damn it, what is this?”
“Exactly. It’s all tangled up with the others.” There were
four TVs in all, and they were pushed together into a tiny
corner. We hadn’t used them in the longest time, since we
got the new projector screens, so they had been sitting
here, collecting dust.
He let out a frustrated groan before starting to untangle
the cords, which would take a lot of patience to do. The
space between the rack and the wall was too tight, and I
could see he was having trouble. “Here, let me get my
flashlight. That might help,” I suggested.
I fished out my phone from my pocket, but before I could
turn it on, a loud banging sound echoed through the room.
We both flinched, and Maddox lifted his head in surprise,
hitting the top shelf in the process. He let out a string of
curses.
Before I knew what was happening, we were surrounded
by complete and utter darkness.
Shit, the door closed.
And… double shit, we were locked inside; the note had
said that the handle was broken.
“No…no… No!” Maddox bellowed, rushing for the door
through the dark. Huh? Was he scared of the dark? Who