Superstition Syndrome

Rated: K

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It was strange that the shower was already running. He’d entered the bathroom only a few minutes ago and the water was already running. He’d gone in wearing a full three piece suit. He didn’t turn the tap on in advance. Not when he was wearing a three piece suit. There were too many layers to be discarded first.

She gingerly stepped up to the door and pressed her ear against the smooth wood. She could only hear water falling onto the tile, violently making contact with the floor. Too violent; too weighty. She softly rapped on the door with her knuckles and said in a curious voice “Adi?”

No response came, so she turned the metal knob and gently pushed open the door. She was greeted with a familiar cloud of steam and heat, and she made her way forward before rounding the corner to access the shower.

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