white.
i open my eyes.
that's all i can see.
a white room.
not a room.
an empty abyss.
i forget sometimes... is white the absence of color?
or black?
is a white abyss full of color or completely devoid of it?
i cant tell.
ring...ring...ring...r
"hello?"
"hey."
who is this? who's talking to me?
"who is this? who's talking to me?"
"clementine. it's me. #£%^*?$@!"
i cant decipher what they're saying.
something's wrong.
"DONT LET IT GET TO YOU.
DONT LET IT GET YOU DOWN.
DONT LET IT CONSUME YOU.
YOU CANT TRUST IT."
cant trust what?
i open my eyes.
white.
but there's something there.
a presence
like god
or something pulling down to the depths of hell
whichever would make me happiest, i guess.
it holds out a hand.
it holds out a hand.
it hlds out s han.dd
ist. hdkds oht had.
ifht nsjdo knr n gdaa.
"clem?"
jason.
i wake up.
