There’s a feeling you get inside a Distortion-Dome, a physical sensation, that is difficult to describe but impossible to forget. It’s a deep sense of wrongness that permeates your bones. Like you were somewhere you shouldn’t be and could be caught any moment. Like you’d snuck into the bedroom of God.
It’s hard to sit still with that feeling, but you must learn if you want to survive.
It’s hard to sit still with that feeling, but you must learn if you want to survive.