"All I want is for this day to end," she thought. "And?" came the inside voice. "I want to sleep well." "And?" "I want to not come back here tomorrow." "And?" "Or ever." "And?" She felt the floor opening up under her, giving way to an endless pit whose walls were made of "And?"
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