Edges of Always

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Arnold followed The Man into the dark room. He sat Arnold down in a wooden chair. Arnold was hungry and tired and missed his family. He had been woken from his sleep by several big men in suits and The Man who looked menacing in his pitch black suit. The Man slapped a folder on the table in front of Arnold, making his senses jump.
"Arnold, you're in one sticky situation." He sat down in the screeching metal chair. The horrible sound rang in Arnold's ears, making his head pound. 
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Category:Short stories