You sighed tiredly, it has been three days since you're stuck in this white, empty, quiet, spacious place. The last thing you remembered before you got here is when you drank something, not knowing from who the drink is, then you collapsed and when you opened your eyes again, you're already here, in a liminal space. You always thought this thing is not real, that liminal spaces doesn't exist. But now, you're trapped in it, alone.

Until suddenly, you heard a shout from the other side of the room. Usually you would hear some weird kind of faded noise, but you were sure this time was a shout from a real person. So without wasting any time, you stood up from your laying position, trying to search where did that shout come from as you can't stand being alone in this creepy place anymore.