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  • As we turned away from the marble walls and marble pillars and went forward, the grandiosity breaking faster than the citizens of the land the building ruled, we entered into something new. The creaking of old bones rattled, as did the floors of the capitol; stripped and covered. Men stood before us without being there, telling tales of what once was untrue. We inhabited plywood graves.

    So far into the building, in the middle of both something and nothing at once, signs explained the closing. Months ago, different signs roamed the halls, but now even these were gone. Not hidden in cheap coffins like those that inspired them, but painted over. They say the echos still bounce around the walls, and I want to believe it. But I heard nothing; the rotunda kept more ideas than rain drops from flooding the floor. Somewhere a man keeps the pace of time with the rap of a baseball bat on our floor.

    I thought about how we once stood for each other as we entered the basement; all the doors were closed. We wouldn't be eating cake today.

    "Let's find the Chamber of Secrets!" Our search was hopeless from the start, a mad dash around into the old hallways of the building. We were hardly aware of the fact that we had already found it when we stepped through the revolving doors. I felt so far away from the names on the doors that we stood in front of, like country neighbors living without roads. Together but unconnected.

    They tell us that the times are hard while replacing the iron with steel. They sell us picks so we may be free, but they break long before the walls do. Did something happen here? Did someone crack through? What did these pink walls hide in an open building?

    I'm not sure why I looked at the construction with mystery. Sinister things only bring fear when we allow them to remain hidden. Were the wooden walls even there, or could I not handle laying bare the surface behind them? I was afraid of being afraid of nothing.

    The pink plywood supports were to me as is a seat belt in a parked car.
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