It was a strange space.0

It had no wall, ceiling, or floor, or perhaps they were all transparent. An old-fashioned metal door stood at an invisible wall, covered in rust and flyers that had become a collage of stubborn colors from repeated sticking and tearing off.0

Beyond the door was a bedroom around a dozen square meters big. Under a large window, there was a single wooden bed with a checkered bedsheet, pillowcase, and blanket. It was obvious from the blanket’s rumpled state that the owner never made the bed.0

Across from the bed was a short desk. On it was a sickly...0