Alone, he stepped into this new world.

He thought it would be brighter, more... more? More standing on the clouds, more angels and such. But he saw nothing. Under his feet was nothing but white. Four white walls surrounded him, visible by light that seems to come from nowhere. He can see no one. He can’t taste anything, smell anything. Four of his five senses are perplexed at this nothingness. However, his hearing is an exception. The music is soft but it’s growing louder. Then, the chorus. The beats rocket off the walls. The white walls explode in colour with every beat. He wasn’t in heaven, he thought, he was in his own head. And his headphones were turned up loud.