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'You have reached your destination'
James pulled up outside what to him looked like an old disused warehouse. 'This can't be right the place looks like it’s been abandoned for years' he said to himself as he checked his sat nav and the piece of paper with an address on it he had been handed the day before. He sat for a few moments trying to remember why he was even here, but all that he could recall was being handed the piece of paper and being told to be here at 12pm. Trying to recall the persons face all he saw in his mind was a shadow with no features. Looking at the clock on the dash it said 11.55. 'What am I even doing here? I don't even know what here is, or even if I'm in the right place, hell this could all be a hoax for all I know.' his internal voice said 'Yet I'm drawn to this place, I feel I must do what the note says.' the voice in his head continued as he subconsciously opened the car door and stepped out onto the broken up tarmac. Unaware of his movement he walked over to a rusty old door at the side of the warehouse.
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