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Irremovable
I approached the tall wooden door of the only country house I had seen for the last mile. After three loud bangs, the door opened, and I was greeted by a man in his early thirties dressed in a black suit. He led me in then shut the door behind me locking the doors. My heart was racing, as neither of us spoke. Eventually, I broke the silence and said "Hello, my name's Adam and...", but I was cut short as he placed his fingers on my lips and took my hand, leading me past his large hallway...