But suddenly it opened up, just like that. I fell onto a chair. The chair was very heavy and I lost my grip. The chair broke apart under the weight. I fell backwards, but somehow managed to keep hold of myself in midair. I landed on my feet. But my body wasn’t there anymore.

Black and white photo of door handle with lock on the knob. The door is very dirty. Taken in a warehouse in Detroit, Michigan, USA.

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Filed under: photography,shortstory,writing - @ 1 August 2023 13:28

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