July 12, 2016

“I pushed through the hallway dark. I sweated and panted and ached. The air resisted and I had to force my way past. The darkness spread around me. I could not see the doors, the walls, the ceiling. I saw only the floor, which was layered with so much dust, my footsteps were muted. I heard myself walking but the walking sounded as if it were coming through the walls. I walked on, counting the steps, then growing confused. Somewhere near the middle of the hallway, I thought I was near my mother and father’s bedroom.”

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