Stage 1: Bliss
Posted by kluckmeister on April 6, 2012 · 6 Comments
A white wall stands opposite a row of large glass windows through which the sun shines as bright as a fluorescent light. A small door can be seen at the end of the hallway, so far away it appears miniature. Silence permeates the air as the view moves slowly towards the door. Without warning, a woman bursts … Continue reading →
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