Ego Traps: The Rooms Life Builds to Keep You Busy
The floor is cold stone. The walls are narrow. Torches flicker just enough to show the path ahead. You’ve been here a while. Long enough that your body isn’t tense anymore. Long enough that the fear has worn off. You know how this place works. And there it is. A hallway. Long. Straight. Clean. At the far end, a door. Above it, letters glowing faint against the stone: TREASURE ROOM You’ve…











