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<p><span class="tag">writing</span> <span class="tag">novel</span> <span class="tag">chapter</span> <span class="tag">fiction</span> <span class="tag">scifi</span> <span class="tag">post-self</span> <span class="tag">qoheleth</span></p>
<p>Home was unlocked.</p>
<p>AwDae wasn't terribly surprised. Although the front door had always been locked when growing up, the fact that this whole sim seemed oriented around clues meant of course ey'd be able to gain entry places ey knew. Clues, right?</p>
<p>Ey checked the other doors in the complex to test the hypothesis. All locked.</p>
<p>Ey checked the other doors in the complex to test the hypothesis.</p>
<p>All locked.</p>
<p>Despite bracing emself for it, there was still a surge of emotion and memory as AwDae stepped into the entryway of eir old home. Cool tile. Tattered rug. Coat hooks where they they were supposed to be.</p>
<p>No coats. The sense of desertion was overwhelming.</p>
<p>Ey felt as though eir mom could be just around the corner in the kitchen, prowling through the fridge, her boyfriend laid out flat on the couch, snoozing in front of the TV running old science fiction shows. And yet ey knew on some fundamental level that it the house was empty.</p>
<p>Ey felt as though eir mom could be just around the corner in the kitchen, prowling through the fridge, her boyfriend laid out flat on the couch, snoozing in front of the TV running old science fiction shows. And yet ey knew --- knew on some fundamental level --- that the house was empty.</p>
<p>It was silent. Silent as school had been.</p>
<p>AwDae shrugged out of the rucksack and set it down in the entryway. It was precisely the space where rucksacks went. It was precisely the space where ey had set eirs countless times growing up. Ey did as ey had always done and paced into the common area, toenails clicking against the tile, and then the hardwood floor.</p>
<p>The sensation, that uncanny mix of <em>home</em> and <em>wrong</em>, quickly grew to overwhelming. The fox sat down on the rug in front of the coffee table. Eir spot. Eir spot, where ey had sat to eat dinner countless times. Eir spot, where ey watched TV, those old sci-fi movies, with eir mom's boyfriend.</p>
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