50 Doors

I released the knob as if it was a snake ready to strike out at me. I released it so quickly that I stumbled backwards. Fear gripped me. In the brief time that I had been conscious, I had already become comfortable in my surrounding. I had no remembrance of any other place. I had knowledge that there was more to the universe than what was contained in that small spherical space, but I had no memory of any other places.

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