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Stanley closed his eyes tight, grasping hopelessly at any sort of memory– but his attempt proved to be as ineffective as it always was. His head began to ache as he squeezed his eyes shut even tighter in pursuit of a memory that had long since been lost. Maybe if he just tried harder, focused even more intensely–
The sound of footsteps approaching the door immediately ripped Stanley from his thoughts, scaring him shitless and causing him to leap to his feet. His heart pounded in his ears as he grabbed the nearest weapon that he could (which turned out to be a mop) and clutched it to his chest. For as long as he had been here, Stanley had never seen another living person; hell, the only person he had ever heard was the Narrator.
After such a long period of solitude, the prospect was suddenly terrifying.
Stanley didn’t have to wait long to find out as there was a gentle knock on the door, which was quickly followed up by a voice. A very, very familiar voice that was suddenly much closer than it had ever been before.
“Open the door, Stanley.”
