Cliffhanger - Downwards

I've put it off for too long.

My work clothes pile in the corner. The smell of sweat and dirt lingering in my apartment only worsens because I waited all week. My only option now is to go across town to the only laundromat open in the middle of the night.237Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG9sSgk1GZa

I trudge myself out of the building towards my parked car, holding a black bag in either arm. Tossing them into the back seat and begrudgingly getting myself in. I start to make my way across town, to my run-down savior.237Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrKIUTcBk27

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I'm the only one here.

Unsettling, to say the least, but who am I to complain. 237Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQlZFw0ggPs

After throwing my first load into a washer, i sit down at the closet chair I could find, closed my eyes, and just listened to the whirring and sputtering of the machine. The echoing noise drowning the silence of the night.237Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN6pFWdF8ON

Thirty minutes pass, groggy and tierd. I load my clothes into the dryer, taking up my proclaimed seat. I continue my wait; at least I've taken care of one thing on my plate.237Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxClxn3Aq78

A couple of minutes pass as the heat of the dryer warms up the room, and I begin to fall asleep.237Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpGsVdmux6W

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A sound of clanking metal and an odd groaning shakes me awake.

A metal door I've not seen before stands swung open across from me. The cracked, unpainted walls and stone steps decend downward into a dark shadow.237Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmep9gpKJsk

Cold air pours into the room, and precipitation forms from the heat rising from the dryer, not being able to contain my curiosity. I step closer to the open door, My nose stings from the strong aroma of wet stone.237Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡB6020TfMR1

"Just a peek." 237Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡp3ZC0JXTmi

My mind, incompassed by imagination. Glory, greed, or adventure, it mattered not.

I step downwards on the slight bend of uneven stone steps. My shoes echo with a thud as I decend.237Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡU5qo9IcDgy

The alarming sound of banging metal shoots through my ears.The door slams shut.237Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYJ1ocTPn8o

I'm left with only one option. Downwards.

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