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The Impossible Exit
The style seemed too abstract and frankly ordinary for Sarah, so I took the canvas out for a better look. No discernible pattern emerged, but glossy beads of paint scattered in shining arcs and pools like arterial blood freshly sprayed against a wall. Near the bottom of the painting, two half-moon shapes caught my eye. Their white colour contrasted so vividly against the sea of red that I wondered for a moment if the canvas contained a hidden light. A larger rounded circle burned beneath them with a similar intensity. It almost looked like a face. Something snapped into place in my mind and the outline of a head appeared colour darkening nearly to black around its edges. The eerie stillness shattered as