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    You couldn’t retreat home. That 80's kitchen, the shitty water pressure, your two house plants—none of it existed here. If it had, it certainly wasn’t worth the rent.
    A long, metallic scrape reverberated through your empty neighbourhood. You looked up and down the street to see what was changing, but the transformation to Otherworld was over; the haze of fog bounced back diffuse light, burnished like wildfire smoke. The street remained empty, bleeding, and different in every way.
    The scrape came again. The third time you heard the sound, your mind reconfigured the space between them into the rhythm of footsteps.

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    05 Feb 2024

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    i still haven't moved on.