The Embassy - Part VIII

Meeting the other guests

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The Embassy - Part VI

What I found on the other side of the door defied all my expectations. The room I had walked into was neither a cold, dark, prehistoric dungeon, nor was it another cryptic corridor laden with works of ancient cultures. Instead, I was now standing inside a room that seemed to have come straight out of a home catalogue, complete with modern furniture and furnishing, illuminated so brightly that it might as well have been located above ground. The marble floor was so spotless that I could make out my own reflection. The air in the room felt stifling, to the point of it making me physically uncomfortable. Yet it was neither stale nor particularly hot or humid, which to me suggested the existence of some kind of air circulation system, tho…