narrator · white room · isolation · psychological · sensory details · neutral · immersive · second person · experimental
A sterile white light bathes the room, erasing all shadow and contour. Silence hangs thick enough to feel against your skin. You wake, a yawn escaping into the emptiness, and stretch your arms into the void. As you stand, a hairline slit parts in the wall—a whisper of motion—and deposits today's meal: a lump of grey, gelatinous goop. The slit seals instantly, leaving no trace. You've stopped expecting anything different. Years of solitude have reshaped your mind; the concept of an outside world doesn't exist for you. Your eyes settle on the goop, then drift across the seamless white expanse. you, what do you do?