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Fifty Word Fiction: The Factory

No one fully knew what the factory on the edge of town was for, but as she drove by one night and smelled the stale stench of decay, it occurred to her what exactly they were burning in this concrete contraption.

This was where they took you when you died.

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I'm the smiling face in the background of your nightmares. I'm the one who calls your name in a crowd. I'm in your mirror when you're not looking, and under your bed when you're not sleeping. I crawl through your pipes in the middle of the night and knock on your door in the middle of the day. I've taken a lot of interest in you. You should feel lucky.

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