This Friday’s photo prompt for the Friday fictioneer’s challenge is this one – which put me into a Kafka-esque attitude (or was I already there?)

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The ghost of Franz Kafka drifted down the long hallway. Frankel, the department superintendant, had instructed him to knock on the manager’s door  to receive his Nobel prize. It was an honor, and Kafka, even as a ghost, had no choice. Against his wishes, his stories had been published posthumously. There was nothing to be done for it. However, when he reached the large door at the end of the hall he was told to wait.

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