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Your hand is on the open door. Whimpering, begging yourself to be silent, you bring your head around it to peer out. You see a white wall. You hear no sounds. Betraying your gut, you allow your hand to push the door completely open. You see only more of the same white wall. You throw a nervous glance back into the white room and then crawl across the threshold. You are now seated on the floor, your back against the wall in the hallway, hyperventilating. Every ten feet, a poster hangs, orange background, white lettering. The poster reads, “You should not have gone to work today.”
Stay tuned for Part VI this time next week.