. She awoke with a haze swimming in her head and staggered out the door, then stopped. Walls of metal and floors of smoothed concrete met her gaze, illumined by unexceptional fluorescent lights lending the corridor a cold, antiseptic ambience and not a single sound whispered in the sterile promontory. Where was she?

via #FridayFictioneers – Nothingness — Booknvolume

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