Michelle's apartment complex has the look of a motel, with sixteen units, eight plus eight, facing one another off a concrete courtyard. Doors are painted different colors; hers is a gaudy orange, into which she inserts and turns her key. A maw of darkness opens... devours two silhouettes... his and hers are jointly swallowed whole.

 

 

The lamp...

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