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The Apartment #235

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Enclosed by darkness, there's something timeless about standing close to this glowing human shape, Daniel decided.
The same thought repeated in the minds of the others.
Timeless and rootless.
Without place.
Without form.
Void.
"Without form and void," Maya quoted, voice shaking, looking from one to another. Those same words echoed in their minds.
In the quiet woman's mind, an image of her childhood bedroom blackened. In her mind's eye, whoever approached her was eaten by blackness when everything became unseeable. The blackness was vast.
Wholly empty.
"Universal emptiness," Tisha's eyes brimmed with tears. Not of fear, but of awe.

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