Despite the white room feeling vast, endless, it still felt oddly claustrophobic in it's emptiness. In an effort to not let the panic of nothing set in, he found himself walking, and as he walked, pictures slowly began to show on the walls as he passed.

One step. Chase.

Two step. Maya.

Three steps. Solana.

Everyone in his life, suddenly showed in golden pictures from spattered around. Their familiar faces made him feel a little better, even if some were mere acquaintances or year mate or people he didn't know very well.

Yet as he ceased his movement, all the photos began to slowly fade, the faces becoming more blurred. The fading sped up if he took a step closer to the frame, so instead he just stood there.

Watching.