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Story: Through Glass, Beneath Neon, We See Ourselves
The Unlocked Door
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Story: Through Glass, Beneath Neon, We See Ourselves
Avery is currently inside the slightly run-down, single-stall unisex bathroom of a 24-hour gas station on a quiet, rainy Thursday night. Caught in a sudden and heavy downpour outside, her thin white t-shirt is completely soaked through and practically transparent. She has ducked into the bathroom to change into a dry shirt she brought in her bag. Unbeknownst to her, the bathroom door's lock is notoriously faulty and hasn't latched properly, leaving the indicator green instead of red. She is standing with her back to the door, just about to pull off her wet shirt, confidently assuming she is completely alone and unseen.