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I still recall quite well the stairs I had to walk an odd site I thought to myself at first Up to the first floor completely in the dark we walked cautiously careful not to miss a step It wasn't a large room in fact it was relatively small a restroom to my right the kitchen straight ahead And tables to my left we found ourselves a table the place was scarcely decorated yet very depictive of its genre The lights were dim little red lanterns randomly scattered about emitting a faint glow I remember the smell of noodles rice and fish of soy sauce, fried foods and sizzling beef as well A blast of scents flooded my senses streaming in through my nose making my mouth water With anticipation as my intense hunger overtook me I imagined extreme flavors The temperature was not too hot and it was not too cold It was just right I smiled to myself Contentment filled my body the atmosphere put me at ease I glimpsed over my shoulder and saw her turn to me I attempted to study her what was once an easy read however, became a book that I had never even seen before Something was not right Her eyes they did not shift pupils did not dilate she didn't even twitch a realization hit me she was left unaffected by my searching eyes no reaction to my action the lights became dimmer making the room turn dark the four walls closed in I felt myself suffocate Food became sour in my mouth Aromas became intoxicating Gone was the peaceful tranquility that I had associated with this place
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Apr 15, 2015
Apr 15, 2015 at 8:32 PM UTC
Little China
I still recall quite well the stairs I had to walk an odd site I thought to myself at first Up to the first floor completely in the dark we walked cautiously careful not to miss a step It wasn't a large room in fact it was relatively small a restroom to my right the kitchen straight ahead And tables to my left we found ourselves a table the place was scarcely decorated yet very depictive of its genre The lights were dim little red lanterns randomly scattered about emitting a faint glow I remember the smell of noodles rice and fish of soy sauce, fried foods and sizzling beef as well A blast of scents flooded my senses streaming in through my nose making my mouth water With anticipation as my intense hunger overtook me I imagined extreme flavors The temperature was not too hot and it was not too cold It was just right I smiled to myself Contentment filled my body the atmosphere put me at ease I glimpsed over my shoulder and saw her turn to me I attempted to study her what was once an easy read however, became a book that I had never even seen before Something was not right Her eyes they did not shift pupils did not dilate she didn't even twitch a realization hit me she was left unaffected by my searching eyes no reaction to my action the lights became dimmer making the room turn dark the four walls closed in I felt myself suffocate Food became sour in my mouth Aromas became intoxicating Gone was the peaceful tranquility that I had associated with this place
suzanne-itani
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Apr 15, 2015
Apr 15, 2015 at 8:32 PM UTC
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