THE ARCHIVES: Chapter 223


Over the next few days,
I made it my business
to inspect locks
and their shapes, colors, locations…
anything that would jog my memory
and tell me which lock belonged
with Lindsey’s key.
Maybe it was something as simple
as the key to her diary,
a lock I would never see.
Her house key?
The key to a safe?
What would she have
that’s valuable?

I remembered the jagged S
cut into the key.
S… S… S…
Or maybe it was a 5?
Had Lindsey made the mark herself?
Had she stolen the key from somewhere?
It kept nagging me.

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