Translations:Codex: Eight Clicks/61/en

He threw the door open and he ran. Which way didn’t matter; he had to find stairs eventually. He clutched awkwardly at his breasts, to keep them from bouncing and wobbling. He was out of breath and felt dizzy. Hadn’t he passed these doors before? Three doors, then a sign with eight evenly spaced vertical lines. He was going in circles and yet he wasn’t even turning.