Everything was glass. Rooms that went on so far that whatever was outside was just a distant blur. Its existence was only an idea, though, as all I could see was through and that there was no way to leave.
I walked one way, feeling out ahead, met a wall, followed it one direction, then another, and another going on and on and nowhere. Never travelling far enough to unblur the distant blur.
It was some time before I saw the light. A flash from an old film. I screamed as high as I could, shattered everything and woke up.
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Nightmarish
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