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As if we weren’t on edge already with the noise around us, this room further
gave us the creeps. The room itself was fine, it was just the fact that this burnt
out chair sat in the middle, utterly destroyed whilst everything else around it was
intact. I braved the silence: “Have you seen those pictures of spontaneous human combustion?”
The others nodded, and no more was said.
Downstairs a door smashed into its frame, the noise echoing through the ward.
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