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At the bottom of the steepest staircase, behind a door that’s always locked, that’s where her body is. Every morning she hears footsteps climbing up the stairs, and then a door opening and closing. She can never quite remember if the footsteps belong to her. She can never quite decide if she’s alive or dead. Every night she hears the door again, and then something heavy, like a sack of rotten fruit, tumbling down the steps. *** Name and bio.