AND YOU ARE NEVER GOING TO BE ABLE TO GET BACK THERE
Do you remember the black room that was situated between the corners of 4th street and 5th street yet belonging to neither? Do you remember that flickering flickering door that you opened you opened it you put your hand through the lock and became the key and you opened it? Do you remember you scream as your face peeled back to reveal the bones beneath? Do you remember the flickering flickering door laughing at you mocking your scream that you made when your face peeled back to reveal your bones, flickering?
Do you remember becoming static as you flickered through the door and your bones from your peeled-back face turned to noise in the howling screen? Do you remember the room? Flickering flickering, all black on all sides, white writing on the walls that no one could read? Do you remember beholding the room with your eyes, flickering, as they rolled around in your skull, as it dissolved into noise in the howling screen? Do you remember seeing your teeth fall out one by one, flickering as they hit the floor and turned into more red noise and sank into the howling screen of the void behind that door, flickering flickering?
Do you remember that your eyes became your bones became your peeled-back face became your body became your clothes became your feet became the room became the door, flickering flickering? Do you remember that you flickered, flickering flickering, and that your flickering flickered into existence as a black room of howling void and noise, between the corners of 4th and 5th street, yet belonging to neither? Do you remember watching the you that became the key become the key, as he or they or she became a peeled-back face became a mess of dissolving bones became your body became your feet became the door flickering flickering flickering again?
Do you remember that you're never going to go back?
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