After the white light, infinite darkness followed, the world quieted down, with no sound, only endless tranquility.
Eden felt this darkness, quietly waiting for the familiar spinning sensation.
Generally speaking, after the spinning sensation, he would feel as if the surrounding space was changing, and soon he would travel to the future.
"But now I'm in prison, what if I travel to the past and still find myself in prison?"
"Tsk... this is really... distressing."
"But that's not the worst case; the worse case is traveling to the past and finding myself stuck inside a wall..."
"This prison now might be flattened in the future... the spaces here and in the future do not correspond exactly."
Eden was lost in his thoughts, his mind drifting unsteadily.
He waited for a long time, yet the spinning sensation never came.
And the darkness around him grew colder; in this darkness, not a beam of light could be found, as if light had never come here.
Eden found it strange.
