“HELP! GET ME OUT OF HERE. HELP!”
Those were the words I could hear coming from the other side of this door, yet people passed me and the door by without taking any notice. Was I the only one who could hear the calls for help?
I watched as the flap of the letterbox lifted and two eyes appeared. They looked shocked when they saw me.
“I’m trapped. Please, you need to get me out. Just turn the handle to the left, then to the right, and once more to the left. I’ll be truly grateful. The door has jammed. I’ve been stuck in here for 40 years.”
As the flap closed, I questioned what I had just heard. 40 years? That should have told me not to open the door, but the writer inside me said this would make a great story.
“Hold on. I’m coming in. Step away from the…
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