// THE FOLLOWING MAY OR MAY NOT BE REAL //
The clocks have faces. The faces have clocks. The door you came through is now a window. You have always been here.
Time is moving but the clock isn't. You're late for something you've already attended.
Your reflection waves first. It always does. You've learned to live with this.
The stairs go up. The floor is the ceiling. You're standing perfectly still and falling.