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Dim light outside the hospital, a misty dawn, the smell of linoleum and disinfectant, stretchers carrying frail bodies toward the ICU. Wait… Wait… Wait… Eight in the morning, the chapel open since 1886, and I inside the building, a spectator among uniforms, among sickness, among spotless walls and the anxiety of being left behind.
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6d ago
May 28, 2026 at 4:38 PM UTC
Sisters of Charity
Dim light outside the hospital, a misty dawn, the smell of linoleum and disinfectant, stretchers carrying frail bodies toward the ICU. Wait… Wait… Wait… Eight in the morning, the chapel open since 1886, and I inside the building, a spectator among uniforms, among sickness, among spotless walls and the anxiety of being left behind.
#goth#liminal#liminalspaces#horror#suspense#symbols
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MariaFernandaLuna
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6d ago
May 28, 2026 at 4:38 PM UTC
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