Silence contrasts with a sudden noise. My ears adjust. My eyes, scrunched closed release their stress and open.

Blaring white. My brain aches...

I find that I am laying down, and adjust myself, sitting upright. Up, down, all around, is shadowless white. I look at the ground beneath me. there is no visible features to it. the same, ever-glowing white as my other infinite surroundings. I try to put my hand past it, but it stops at the same invisible surface. My heartbeat is the only sound.

Clambering to my feet, I begin to become stressed. Like an animal, I run. I sprint with all of my might. Never tiring.

***

has it been a decade? a month? a year? I don't know. I have counted to a billion, recited the lyrics of every song I know, and amused myself with my hands for countless hours-- or at least what felt like hours.

***

I have certainly lived here, in the blankness for longer than anyone has even lived. After doing trillions of cartwheels, jumping jacks, frontflips, backflips, and everything in between for the amusement of nobody in particular, I began to forget the english language. My brain still aches, after all this time. I hate the silence. I tell it stories and sing it songs, and it just watches me, like a zoo animal.

***

after another exponential increment in unkown time, I resort to screaming at the top of my lungs, to hear the droning inside my ear...