The Distant Ghost
The elevator doors slide shut with a metallic sigh. You are alone. The numbers climb. Your left hand rests on the railing. It is cold. You are leaving the building. You are leaving the case. You are leaving yourself. The lobby is empty. The receptionist, Sarah, does not look up from her screen. She is a ghost in a blazer. You pass her. The revolving door spins. The city hits you. Wind. Rain....
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