C64 Consciousness

"Come on in, quickly..."

As Longyang's voice faded, he sensed a slight tremor at the door in front of him, as though something had brushed against it with an unusually weak force.

"If I weren't pressed up against the back of the door, I probably wouldn't have felt it at all."

Longyang mulled this over, his thoughts becoming fuzzy and distant, like cotton candy dissolving in his mind