The empty white room lets you believe you're somewhere frightening, like a hospital or a space ship, it makes you delusional, the fear of madness turns you against yourself, you want to attack the walls, the little thoughtin your mind takes over, but then you're suddenly calm. Too calm... You fall to the floor as some invisible force pulled you down. You realise you can only look up, as if some invisble force was bounding you to that one specific spot on the floor. And as you look up to the ceiling you see... Well, what is that? It's as if the walls were merging into a sphere. Slowly rounding themselves around you and then, in an isolated moment of lucidity, you see that it's really your mind that's bending around the room. And that lets you see around it, lets you see why you could never open your mind. It was always because you were inside it, never had any actual control over it, you were its slave. And, bearing this in mind, you wake up to see, what is this bright light? It is the road into your mind...