• I walk down the dimly lit corridor,
    Torches flutter and flicker in their sconces.

    I walk down the dimly lit corridor,
    A door of wood dark as night is at the end.

    I walk down the dimly lit corridor,
    I’ve reached the door.
    I turn the knob and shove it open.

    I walk through to a dimly lit corridor,
    The door shuts behind me.

    I walk down the dimly lit corridor,
    I turn but the door is no more,
    There is just the other end of the corridor.