Sample V-09: The Infinite Corridor

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(A New York Modernism) The hallway was white. Not the white of a wall, but the white of a void, a blinding, sterile expanse that seemed to stretch into infinity. He walked for what felt like hours, his shoes clicking on the polished linoleum in a rhythmic, hypnotic beat that sounded like a countdown. There were no windows, no clocks, only the hum of fluorescent lights that flickered at a...

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