You open your eyes.
Four walls. The surface of the floor and walls is a smooth, matte metal. The entire ceiling glows with a comfortable, soft luminosity like that of the morning sky. There are no doors. There are no windows. It is silent. The surfaces of the walls and floor are seamless, lacking even a hint of how you might have arrived in the room. Not a room: a box.
You walk to a wall and touch it, running your fingers over the metal surface. The wall isn’t cold; it’s lukewarm, actually. You bend over and feel the junction of wall and floor. The surface is unbroken, with a rounded bevel connecting the... (read 990 more words →)
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