"Huh?? Where am I?"
Yuuta's voice echoed into nothing, swallowed by a darkness so complete, so absolute, that he could not tell if he was standing or falling or floating.
The space around him stretched endlessly in every direction, a vast, timeless emptiness that had no beginning and no end.
It was like drifting through space, like being buried in the deepest ocean, like being lost in a dream that would not end.
He tried to scream. "Hello? Is anyone here?"
His voice bounced back at him, hollow and small, the echo of a man who was alone. No answer came. No light appeared. No figure emerged from the darkness to tell him where he was or how he had gotten here.
He rubbed his chin, thinking. How did I end up here? The question circled in his mind, unanswered, until something hit him, like a stone dropped into still water, like a memory rising from the depths.
