Your partner has lost the game and is nowhere to be found.

You can’t help but fear the worst. Hurriedly, you start looking for them. You call for them but only receive echos in return.

As you tiptoe out of the room, you eventually enter the hall. A colonial relic, the hall leads up to a balcony. Towards the far end of the balcony, you find a door with a sign.

“You must not enter without permission.”

Frightened but curious, you push the door open and take a step in.

However, before you can fathom much, you are sucked in – feet and torso – into a vacuum which devours you like it has been hungry for days.

And now you’re drowning; there’s water everywhere. You can’t breathe.

Memories come rushing back to you as you strive to keep your breath. You can’t help but think of every wrong thing you have ever done to deserve to be here.

You are running out of breath. This might be your end.

However, right when you’re about to give up, you wriggle back into life with full force. Perhaps this is what happens when you hit the rock bottom.

You frisk like one of those aquarium fishes looking beyond the horizon for a place to go. Flapping with all your might, you suddenly see a tunnel. You heave a sigh of relief. There’s always a way, isn’t there? You swim your way into the tunnel where you arrive at a crossroads. One of the ways leads you into a dark tunnel where you are ushered with a deafening crescendo. The other opens up into the sky, as if, leading you to the open air!

Both a creature of light and dark that you are, you might want to enter either of the two channels. Which one would you?

If you want to go into the dark, click here.

If you want to go into the light, click here.