"At the version of yourself you’ve been too afraid to meet."
He didn't say a word. He took the key, stepped over the threshold, and pulled the door shut behind him. Join now!
He crept into the hallway. Standing in his entryway was a man in a perfectly tailored charcoal suit, holding a silver tray with a single, physical key and a blindfold. "At the version of yourself you’ve been too afraid to meet
Arthur, whose life currently consisted of lukewarm coffee and spreadsheets, hovered his mouse over the button. It was an ad for The Labyrinth , a "hyper-realistic, life-altering experience." Most people thought it was a game. Some thought it was a cult. Arthur just wanted to feel something other than boredom. He clicked. stepped over the threshold