Monochrome

All he remembered was blinding light and indescribable pain. It felt like a thousand knives stabbing him, piercing on all that made him up. A burning pain that ripped away both his conscious mind and body. Leaving him in the more familiar darkness. Continuously falling with no end.
He fell and fell and kept falling.
And then he was back in the summoning room and heard HIS voice again.
"Alright Joey, I'm here. Let's see if we can find what you wanted me to see."