Pittsburgh. Mid-morning. I turn a corner. The room is dim, but for a purple light pulsating around the border of a large rectangle set on the far wall of the room I’ve found myself in. My eyes try to focus on the shape, but it’s difficult. From a distance, it looks like a movie screen. I walk forward, into the purple. The light takes over, reflecting off my white collared shirt. I look for the edges of the movie screen, but there are no edges. There’s nothing at all. Curious, I attempt to touch the rectangle. There are no guards here. There are no people here, just myself and the room—white walls and high ceilings, wood floors and dim lights, the purple glow and the rectangle. I reach out at the shape. My hand falls in, so I thrust my head through. Inside the rectangle, there’s another room, larger than the one I’m standing in. Its walls are a high white and the purple radiates every corner. If I’m not careful, I may fall in… Continue Reading →