Sanctuary

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50 word story

Deafening noise, flashing lights and rapid, frantic movement, why, he thinks, do people scurry in these situations? Scurry, it sounds like the explosive result of a Friday night takeaway. At least the streets are clearing. Fumbles for  keys, fuck, dropped them. Whoa, steady, there they are. Opens door. Sanctuary.