I'm running to the light but a wall starts to turn.
Her shadow is cast and I stop.
It towers, I note, and I anticipate the next move.
She's tapping her feet, a pair of pink shoes.
I feel my chin being lifted so gently.
Her obsidian eyes glare into mine.
And I'm terrified.
I'm still running to the light.
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