After descending three
flights of stairs,
Cassandra leads me
to a dining hall.
I almost forgot that
food existed.
How long has it been
since I last ate?
In this huge room, orange
luminescent light casts a
warm glow from the ceiling,
setting the mood for a grand
feast.
There are two plates and
silverware nicely arranged
on the long black table.
Cassandra pulls a chair
away from the table, and
I sit down, feeling a bit
nervous.
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