This story began with a simple fear—of being trapped in a space you can’t escape.

For me, it’s the image of a glass shower door that won’t open. The vulnerability of it. The exposure. The sudden awareness that control can disappear in an instant.

But I’ve always been more interested in what happens next.

When the body reacts first, the mind follows—and it doesn’t stay rational for long. It fills the space. It creates presence. It turns isolation into something observed.

This story explores that shift: from being alone…to no longer being sure that you are.