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10. Basement
Yuugi stood at the top of the stairs, looking down into the bleak darkness below.
He hated the basement.
He had hated the basement since he was a child and accidentally locked himself in the dark dungeon. He had cried alone for nearly two hours before his mother had finally found him.
For a brief time in his life it had not bothered him.
But that was back when he had him.
Back when he had him anything was possible.
Now all of his memories of their time together were stored in boxes below the floors of the house.
Out of sight, out of mind.
Yuugi stood at the top of the stairs and put a hand on the railing. This time, he could do it. This time he would finally go down and confront him.
But his hand started to shake and his breathing became harsh and erratic. Memories of his face, his laugh, his smile were flooding his brain.
Yuugi let go of the railing and stepped back from the doorway, just in time to stop the gathering tears from falling.
Someday he would have to go back down into the basement, back down to face him and his loss.
But not today, he just couldn't.
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