FRAGMENT TL-0085 · Derinkuyu · ARCHIVE

In 1963 a man knocked a wall out of his house. Behind it, eighteen floors going down. Room for twenty thousand people, and stone doors that lock from the inside. The inside is the bottom. It had been sealed since before your written history. I signed the paper that closed it. The man was renovating. It has stood open ever since. I have applied to have it closed again eleven times. The application needs a second line: what was sealed in. That line comes back struck out, so the file still says closed, and nobody goes to look. You sell tickets now. You walk through the door I closed.