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Callum keeps screaming as his best friend puts his clothes into the container, "IF THIS IS SOME KIND OF JOKE. YOU WIN!"

Brayden sighs as he grabs the last piece of clothing, the shirt. "Where are you Cal?"
"I'm here," Callum begs again.
"I hope you're not scared wherever you are, and if you're gone. I hope it was painless."
"I AM FUCKING TERRIFIED!"
"Hope you'll come back."

Brayden carefully folds the shirt and puts it on top of the other clothing. Ready for when and if Callum returns.
"I'M THE SHIRT!" Callum screams as Brayden grabs the locker door and begins to close it. A few seconds later, he is plunged into darkness. The lock is turned and Brayden's footsteps leave the locker.
"FUCK!" Callum screams to himself.

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• A few months later
• Brayden returns at the end of the day
• Callum is picked up. By his own body?
• A thief breaks into the locker

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