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A Door Appeared in My Apartment Last Night
There is a door in my hallway. It was not there last night.
The paint is the same colour as my walls. The handle is warm.
I press my ear to the wood. Someone on the other side is breathing in time with me.
I call my neighbour. She says my apartment has no second door. She sounds out of breath.
The door is open now. I never touched it. From inside, I hear my own voice saying come in.



