White Space

"Everyone there?!"

"Can someone hear me?!"

A boy's voice echoed through the endless white space, but no matter how loudly he shouted, only silence answered him. There were no walls, no ground, and no visible sky, only an endless emptiness that seemed to stretch in every direction.

Eventually, his voice became hoarse from shouting. He finally gave up and sat down, lowering his head as exhaustion overtook him.

"I've been trapped here for a century... Where the fuck am I?"

Days turned into weeks, weeks into months, and eventually, months became years. Every day, he walked endlessly through the white space, shouting for help and pleading with anyone who might be listening, but nothing ever answered.

At first, he believed someone would eventually find him. After decades passed without anything changing, however, that hope slowly disappeared, leaving only frustration and despair.

Then, without warning, the endless white space changed.