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No corners.
No doors.
No shadows.
Just layers upon layers of flowing crimson, obsidian vines, and velvet light that never flickered, never shifted with time.
He sat on the edge of the oversized bed, fingers buried in his hair, elbows on his knees.
He had no clothes.
No shoes.
No idea what time it was.
And no proof this place was even on the same plane of existence as the one he'd woken up in yesterday.
If it was y ...
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