[ A Moon Too Bright ]
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My steps were slow.
Heavy, but steady.
The cold asphalt reflected the light.
Not from the streetlamps.
From the moon.
I stopped.
Looked up.
The moon was... too big.
Too bright.
Its color wasn't the usual pale white.
It was more... dense.
Like something hovering far too close.
...
The night breeze blew softly.
But it wasn't cold.
Strange.
I started walking again.
Step by step.
The sidewalks were empty.
No sound of traffic.
No sound of people.
Only the sound of my own shoes.
Tap...
Tap...
Tap...
Like an echo.
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I arrived in front of my apartment.
The building stood exactly as it always had.
But it felt... different.
I didn't know what had changed.
I went inside.
The stairs.
The hallway.
The door.
203.
I raised my hand.
Touched the doorknob.
It was cold.
Click.
The door opened.
Silence.
Not a single sound.
I stepped inside.
Took off my shoes.
My eyes immediately swept across the room.
Empty.
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"Yuna..."
