environment is dark, this is the environment. things can come into focus. for example the frame of a white room, one wall dissipated to show its interior

from that barge of darkness the room's shape pulls into view

it becomes clear that there is a figure, white like the walls before her. you can see past her calf and the hem of her skirt

inside of the room, there is a shelf now, and you're standing across from it. it only holds items to look at when you come closer, their wireframe shape emerging from a kind of shielding mental mist

the first thing you touch is the orb of a snowglobe, cold against your palm. the flakes dance, and you can imagine it through your hand, the vague carousel christmas shape inside

but the body stays outside,

barred from crossing the threshold of the missing wall