Black Box: Part 1
I’m standing in a room with no windows and no doors. The floor and walls are hard, smooth material. The space is so small that when I stretch out my arms, I can almost touch both walls at the same time.
A bench with one blanket and one pillow rests on the wall behind me. Otherwise the area is empty. The colors are indiscernible, for the only shade I can see is a black inky darkness.