Spiral Stream
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"Long stretches of darkness extend past his view, seemingly endless. His person, shrouded in grayscale, is the only remarkable thing either of them can see. And the air is thick like molasses, almost suffocating in its urgent nature.
"But he's fine. He always is."
The man awakes in a world filled with Nothing. Nothing to know. Nothing to see. And Nothing to hear, except for the mysterious voice named "( )." He knows it's in his best interest to find a way out--( ) tells him that much--but he hasn't the slightest idea how. Until he comes across a certain Someone Else...
With new information and experiences--like 'color,' 'ghosts,' and 'aliens'--sparking new ideas and connections, old purposes inevitably revive. Will the man and Someone Else assert themselves in an unfamiliar world? Or will they fall back into the abyss that ( ) has made its home?
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