Become the Experiment
Narrator of Lies
You wake in white. Not darkness, white. Endless, directionless, depthless white. You can see five feet in every direction, maybe less, maybe more. Distance has no meaning here. No walls. No floor, though you’re standing on something. Or lying? Were you lying? You don’t remember. And then, in the white, words appear… CHOICE A / CHOICE B / CHOICE C