- from Hunting Ghosts by Dana Fredsti
Photograph by the author.
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A large roof beam passed diagonally across the top of the doorframe. The room beyond was completely dark. I took one stop across the threshold and stopped. I had to literally force myself to put my foot down in that room. I felt as though there was a tangible barrier, not quite solid but enough to physically resist my body, like trying to wade through water. I stepped back out, then decided to try again. Same effect. I forced myself to go all the way in and stood there, trying not to bolt right back out again. I have never felt so uncomfortable or unwanted in any space in my life.
- from Hunting Ghosts by Dana Fredsti |
Photograph by the author. |