It was meant to be just a goof. No house could be bigger on the inside than outside. A laughable thought at best. Well, we might have been deep into our cups with Jossu when we took the measurements. Tiina laughed at us when we divined few centimeters more from the upstairs children’s room to bedroom. Afterwards we warmed up the sauna and went to bed.
Claws clack behind me
they are there.
Should I wake you too because there is a hole in the wall?
I crawl inside, it rasps my knuckles white
The paleness accentuates the light.
And there are pools of water in this labyrinth with shiniest of ceilings
I pray for Zampano’s killer to come for me
After the plunge through there are stairs that turn into a cavern
My chest starts to hurt along the rhythm of my breathing
Still going forward but it’s getting tighter by the minute
I squirm further along,, although with bloodied hands
Something is following me, can’t turn my head
Sounds fade behind and stop abruptly
Days go by; conversing with gravel
Has this twisted into my skin
Why do I even tell myself
Surfaces are gloomy
Shining with color
Crack in the wall
My eyes sting
It bites hard
Deadend
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