Chapter 160 Dream

• Everything was so blindingly white that I had to cover my eyes. My naked feet don't hurt or ache like they have after trekking for miles, even though it feels like it. Rather, as I graze along, they are light, hardly touching the smooth white floor.
• Even though I have no idea where I am or where I'm going, I follow my gut and continue walking. I have no idea how long I have been in this state, imprisoned in this dazzlingly white space, in this never-ending room.
• Have days, weeks, months, or years passed?