Repeat Attenders

Humans had built a world inside the world, which reflected it in pretty much the same way as a drop of water reflected the landscape.  Inside this little world they had taken pains to put all the things you might think they would want to escape from — hatred, fear, tyranny, and so forth. Death was intrigued. They thought they wanted to be taken out of themselves, and every art humans dreamt up took them further in.