.
Glancing to your left, you see a vast white void spreading out for what appears to be an eternity.
Looking 'beneath' you, there is no ground and yet - you find yourself standing nonetheless.


You begin to walk, facing squarely in one direction.
Your footsteps make no sound. In fact, the ground seems to have no texture at all.
Hello...?

You feel strangely aware of the passage of time, but you've no way to measure it.
- You wish you had a window - Is a̵̍̀n̴͛̽y̶͑̈́ǒ̴͋n̴̂́e̴͗̕ there?

You hear foot steps...
They aren't yours.


You drag your eyes from left to right, scanning the horizon.
Nothin' yet.

no.. NO..
One foot after the other, a feeling of progress begins to ignite within you.
You've got this, you know that.


You haven't really payed much attention, but your clothing has seem to have gone amiss.. I̶̊̄f̸̾̈́ ̸͐͛ō̸̉n̶̈́̿l̴͝͝y̷͌̽.̵̑̍.̶̈́̈́.̷̑͝ᵢ dᵢdₙ'ₜ ₗₑₜ yₒᵤ gₒ.
Do you remember even when you last wore them?


Despite your predicament, you feel fairly comfortable. ᵢₜ wₐₛₙ'ₜ ₛᵤₚₚₒₛₑd ₜₒ bₑ ₗᵢₖₑ ₜₕᵢₛ!
Maybe that's just the absence of discomfort?


You pause and look around, attempting to survey your surroundings.
Still blank.
ᴵ'ᵐ ᶠᵒʳ.. ᵃ ˡᵒᵗ...
ᴵ'ˡ ⁿᵉvʳ ᶠᵒr.ᵉᵗ yᵒ.
- The footsteps seem absent once more. -


Without moving an inch, you begin to lie flat.
Your eyes lie unmoving in the emptiness.


You feel a strange sensation in the bottom of your chest.
But you can't quite place it.

ᴵ ᵖʳᵒᵐⁱˢᵉ!
- You're strangely aware of the passage of time. -


Your eyes lie unmoving in the emptiness..

Your eyes lie unmoving in the emptiness...