For now though, my attention was drawn to the interior of the bathroom, which turned out to be an even brighter shade of yellow than the hallway I’d left behind. This bright paint emphasized the warm glow of the golden, seashell-shaped towel racks and sinks at the center of the room, giving me the overall feeling that it was daytime rather than night.
I proceeded to turn on one of the sink’s faucets and clean myself up—splashing water on my face and rinsing out the sticky redness from my hair. After a few moments, I felt a light gust of cold air and the scent of the ocean against my face. I glanced over my shoulder and saw an open window in the corner—its silk curtains fluttering in the breeze of the outside world just beyond. I turned off the tap and walked over to it curiously.
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