A room stuck in the liminal state of an alternative reality. A flying fish-like object moves under the ceiling reflecting the poorly painted orange walls. Your feet touch the artificial grass, and your nose is filled with plastic from the mask you’re wearing. You turn and see your reflection in a mirror, your head hurts, you don’t know why, I guess it’s an unlucky day. It is. You’re being watched by Her. There’s no time. You continue watching the TV through the fish’s mouth.
A room stuck in the liminal state of an alternative reality. A flying fish-like object moves under the ceiling reflecting the poorly painted orange walls. Your feet touch the artificial grass, and your nose is filled with plastic from the mask you’re wearing. You turn and see your reflection in a mirror, your head hurts, you don’t know why, I guess it’s an unlucky day. It is. You’re being watched by Her. There’s no time. You continue watching the TV through the fish’s mouth.