" It was the most depressing room I’d ever been in: more depressing than whatever room my parents happened to be arguing in, more depressing than my dad’s hospital room, more depressing than my room right before I was made to clean it. Beyond the desk and to the left, I could see a hallway, also dark, and a series of doors on either side of it. It was the kind of hallway you see in nightmares. "

― Brock Clarke , Exley