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??? (DAY 435)
Feb. 22nd, 2015 08:54 am[You're unable to move, though you can breathe. You're not paralyzed or tied up; there are simply flat walls on every side, as though you've been sealed into a box made to match your exact dimensions.
How did you get here? Details like that feel fuzzy and soft around the edges, soothing down panic. There is a lucid certainty that this is only (only?) a waking dream, and won’t last long.
...Your left eye is pressed against the rounded edges of a peephole. The space you're looking into is a reddish darkness sprinkled with shifting bursts of faint colour; the same scene you'd see on the insides of your own eyelids after rubbing them, or looking into bright light.]
How did you get here? Details like that feel fuzzy and soft around the edges, soothing down panic. There is a lucid certainty that this is only (only?) a waking dream, and won’t last long.
...Your left eye is pressed against the rounded edges of a peephole. The space you're looking into is a reddish darkness sprinkled with shifting bursts of faint colour; the same scene you'd see on the insides of your own eyelids after rubbing them, or looking into bright light.]
