I wander with the man a while, following seemingly spontaneous marks on every other wall, until we reach a house surrounded by dead leaves. We enter and I am instantly taken in by the dead body hanging from the ceiling. They grab my arm and stare deep into my eyes before offering me pieces of the body’s rotting flesh. These people are all around me and I – (20) Play along with them? (22) Refuse them outright?
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