The banging beyond the door stopped as Margaret’s outstretched hands reached the door. “No.” She laid her head and the floor and wept, but there were no tears to be drawn from her desiccated body.
Suddenly the door shifted to the side. It was an almost imperceptible movement, but it was the first sign of life outside of her own breathing that she had felt since the lights had gone out. Another movement, this time a quarter inch, confirmed that her mind was not playing tricks on her once again. With a shuddering lurch the door opened enough that a thin crack of light and a precious flow of fresh air slipped into the previously sealed chamber.
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