You wake up, look outside, and see that everything is dwarfed by vast, pink walls, running parallel over the horizon; dozens of miles apart, hundreds high, and defining the sky.
Your knees buckle beneath the weight of recognition:
You're inside a fingerprint.
MY. Fingerprint.
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