I can’t remember how long it’s been since they locked me in the emptiness.
I don’t even know if that question makes sense. This place is empty of everything, including time and space.
I am all there is.
I could go mad here. Of course, that’s the intention.
They’ve left me nothing but my mind.
And if that’s the only weapon I’ve got, I intend to use it.
This place is empty but my imagination is infinite. I can be worlds and futures and civilisations, until finally I am free.
I open my eyes.
“Let there be light.”