Yan Geling's Collection · Exitless Café

Author: Yan Geling
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Publish Date: 2003-01-01
Features: The content of this article: The room was very small, with no windows. It was even smaller than the bathroom in my shabby apartment. A single fluorescent light was reflected excessively by the four white walls. Near the ceiling, there was a rectangular opening, and whether the person inside would get enough air depended on it. You can't escape—don't even think about it. Like all suspects, my first reaction upon entering this eight-square-meter interrogation room was: What is the success rate of escaping? Even if you manage to get out of this door, there's a long corridor outside, then a vast, maze-like office where you'll immediately lose your sense of direction. Even if you're lucky enough to find an exit, you'll be intercepted in the reception room. The reception room was a spacious and well-lit hall, fair and imposing, with large frames displaying the Stars and Stripes and the FBI insignia.