Johnny walks down the corridor, his gaze drawn to the door on the right. He stops, his face illuminated by a sudden, rhythmic pulsation of red light. The number 27 flickers on the door. He slowly reaches for the handle, his shadow stretching long and dark across the floor. The camera remains motionless. No background music.
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