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, STILL UNKNOWN TO ME, OTHER THAN THROUGH
DREAMS*. APPARENTLY MADE FOR MAKING
HOLES. THEY MAY BE DARK AND MONOCHROME.
THEY MAY NOT. ,
, WHITE POWDER, DOSED BY WAY OF KEY?
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*A RED CYLINDER, WIDE AS A FINGER.
GLOSSY FRECKLED CERAMICS, WITH ,
SOMETHING ORGANIC INSIDE, BEING
CORRUPTED BEFORE YOUR EYES - TURNING TO
¨ ASH, BUT THERE'S NO FLAME. YOU HOLD IT
UP TO YOUR NOSE, SUCK IT IN WITH A
SHARP INHALE. EXIT TO THE BALCONY. ,
HERE ON THE FIFTH FLOOR, WITH A VIEW
OVER THE PARKING LOT, THINGS START
FOLDING INTO EACH OTHER, LIKE
COLLAPSING A CARDBOARD BOX. DIMENSIONS
^ BECOMING FLAT AND ADJACENT. PRESSED
INTO EACH OTHER. CREASES ARE FLATTENED
$ OUT, DISTANCES DISAPPEAR, THE WORLD IS
MANGLED DOWN TO TWO DIMENSIONS. AND
SUDDENLY LIGHT FALLS ON THE EDGE OF
: EVERYTHING RATHER THAN THE SURFACE: IT
ALL GOES COMPLETELY DARK.
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