Short Story: To Touch

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Excerpt:

It was a small room they released me from, and I was quick to leave it. I thought to call for help, and that was when I felt I had no tongue. The emptiness in my mouth was startling and terrifying. I had no way to speak. It was a scream, only a scream, I could muster, and in those underbellies, those catacombs, the echoes of it haunted me as I wandered on alone.

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