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A Misunderstanding…?  

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A Misunderstanding...? There was no colour in the room and every surface, like the street below was tainted by dust, smoke and cracks. Or blood. Although it had faded with a few hard scrubs, it was unmistakeably spattered on the bed sheets. Shaun lay down on the bed and stared at the ceiling and as he lit a cigarette, his unfocused gazed zoned in on a small iron plate that had been fixed on to the door over the spy hole. This disturbed him somehow, so he set to work on the plate with his pocket - knife and within two minutes, the plate was gone. Now deeply satisfied with himself, Shaun picked up the phone beside his bed. It didn't work, he knew it wouldn't, but he refused to accept it until after three minutes of banging and rattling the receiver searching for a non - existent dial tone. He...

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