"I looked down into the open casket. I thought I gasped at what I saw, but no sound came from me. I was looking down into my own face. There it was, white and still, the mask of death there before me, frozen into an eternal smile. I started running--anything, anything to get away! But everywhere I turned were more platforms, more caskets, more faces the same as mine. (224)" Great stuff!
— Feb 09, 2023 01:12AM
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