I was in a narrow, low and dark passage underneath the ice, and I was surrounded by the white, smooth and freezing ice. I crawled all the way through endless winding corners and small steps just like I was in a maze. I kept crawling until I found a light source above. Then I climbed up along a ladder towards a chimney-like narrow exit, where the light came from. Finally I reached the surface, surrounded only by fog and cold air. I looked down, the end of the chimney-like exit is a globe, which was rapidly shrinking to a miniature size. I suddenly realized that I had just gone through the center of earth from the South Pole to the North Pole.
The vanishing Portraits, Halle III