The Broken Perfection ~ A Danisnotonfire Fanfiction

White. White everywhere. Bright, white light. Shining white walls that seem to glow in the harshness of this light. No windows, no doors, no visible way out. Just me, sitting in a white box. Shielding my eyes from the glare, I search for the source of this light, only to find that it seems to come from everywhere. Squinting, I stand. My hands press against the rough, raw walls. I run my palms over every inch to find that three of the walls have the same rough texture, but the final wall is smooth, and, just barely, cool to the touch. The most intriguing thing I find is a very slight seam running from the floor to the ceiling on the smooth wall. It is quite unclear to me what I should do, to say the least, and I haven't the slightest idea where I am.....