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When I was a kid, I always had this weird recurring hallucination where I would be transported in front of a wooden door. In this weird state, I am still somewhat aware of my surroundings since I know where I am in reality and I still can hear the muffled voices of the people around me but time would dilate as if I was in slow motion and my vision would gradually zoom towards the door knob . So slow in fact, that I would usually snap out of it before reaching it, but sometimes I would and the door would open itself, revealing some kind of library full of bookshelves. In it’s center, lies floating above the brown floor, a giant spinning hourglass. Afterwards, I always felt a strange dizziness that made the world around me rotate.
When I was a kid, I always had this weird recurring hallucination where I would be transported in front of a wooden door. In this weird state, I am still somewhat aware of my surroundings since I know where I am in reality and I still can hear the muffled voices of the people around me but time would dilate as if I was in slow motion and my vision would gradually zoom towards the door knob . So slow in fact, that I would usually snap out of it before reaching it, but sometimes I would and the door would open itself, revealing some kind of library full of bookshelves. In it’s center, lies floating above the brown floor, a giant spinning hourglass. Afterwards, I always felt a strange dizziness that made the world around me rotate.