Empty Room

There was a dream earlier in the night, but I can only remember it was of some kind of parallel universe where things were similar but not the same. This next dream might go down as the shortest ever.

I look at a grey floor. There are little white crosses in a grid pattern. I look up. The whole room is this grey with white crosses in a grid pattern. The world has become empty. I am pleased and the wold ends.

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