The first time I saw her, it was snowing outside. She was sitting in the back of a coffee shop I frequented, sipping on a steaming mug. I didn't recognize her. I stole a glance in her direction, hoping she wouldn't notice. She didn't, and it made me sad.
I toyed with the thought of introducing myself, but before I could, a loud shriek pierced my ears, forcing me to close my eyes and cradle my head. I fell into a pile on the ground.
When the deafening sound finally subsided, I waited an extra moment before opening my eyes. The room was impossibly bright. My eyes struggled to adjust to the room as I sat up. I was no longer inside the coffee shop, but in an empty white room.
"I felt you looking at me," a woman's voice said, filling the room.
"I-where am I?"
A door appeared on a far wall. After a long breath, I got up and made my way to it. The handle felt cool to the touch as I reached out to open it. The door swung open easily, opening into a long empty hallway that matched the room I was in. I stepped out and the door closed behind me, disappearing.
"Where would you like to be?" the woman asked.
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