Thursday, September 3, 2020

The Open-Space

A few tables are chaotically dispersed, and a few chairs are lying on the ground. A cracking sound is coming intermittently from the ceiling.

In one corner, there’s a pile of straw, and in the other, a pile of golden thread.
In the middle of the room, there’s a hole so deep you can’t see the bottom.

Something rather odd happened here…the atmosphere sends shivers down your spine and your body starts aching. You’d better get out of here.