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the long open door... it wavers, and beckons.
i tremble in the heat. steam swells and billows. i am naked but dry, skin prickling as vapor rolls over it.
a light spills from behind me and suffuses the narrow corridor, the shining and obscured tiles. but the door is dark.
all this pale fog, shivering and dreamlike - these intangibles. they daze me and smudge the way.