His right shoulder hit the cement wall, then his left on the opposite one. Again, twice more down the hallway as he turned down the corridor, abruptly leaning his hip and side into the crossbar handle to open the heavy metal door.
The door swung open, tapping against the metal railing, swinging back to close just as his body made it outside. Each step down the stairs made the metal reverberate until his shoes reached the wet concrete. His arms were still lifted up, hands near his ears trying to control the thickness of the memories in his head.
No more pain. No more blame. No more anger. No more smiles. Just…. No more.
<K&S> Sergey pose 3