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Over the next week, strange things happened. The key opened the communal mailbox—not just his slot, all of them. Then the basement furnace room. Then the rooftop access he'd never been allowed to use. Each time he turned it, the key grew slightly warmer. Each time, he felt a flicker of something else: a memory that wasn't his. A woman laughing in a room he'd never seen. A child’s birthday party. An argument about money.

That night, he dreamed of a hallway that wasn't his. Long, red-carpeted, lined with doors. Each door had a lock. And his key fit every single one. key duplication cck

He ran back to the shop. It was gone. In its place: a blank wall, fresh brick. Over the next week, strange things happened