Am I bored?
Or am I just forgetting I had something mildly important to do just now?
Are you bored?
Or are you just forgetting that strange hole sitting in the hallway?
When did the hole get there?
Did I have something to do with it?
Is it getting bigger with time?
Or does it grow when we exceed our self-imposed limitations of angst and despair?
Whichever it is, its engulfed the hallway, and now its begining to stretch in to our small room.
Staring in to it scares you, but it entices me.
"I want to touch it" I think to myself, never noticing you, growing ever more frightened of the black blob now taking the shape of something dreadful.
I poke at it and become so overly excited, I never notice it swallowed me whole.
You stare at it backed against a wall as it slowly reaches toward you, and utters something indistinguishable, and it simply vanishes.
You're confused, and I appear next to you.
I turn toward you partially and whisper to you, "Did it frighten you?"
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