Somewhere Else – Beyond the Bottom
Adam walked.
But not on ground. The floor beneath him wasn't physical. It was like moving across condensed memory—moments stacked so tight they became solid. Every step echoed, not with sound, but with feeling. One footfall might trigger the memory of a forgotten war. The next, a child's laugh from a world that no longer existed.
Still, he walked.
The presence across the plane didn't move. It didn't breathe. It simply waited. Like gravity that hadn't decided what to pull on yet.
After what felt like a minute—or maybe a lifetime—Adam reached it.
There was nothing to see. Just a feeling.
Pressure.
Weight.
A shape not made of matter but of consequence.
Then—eyes.
Two glowing slits blinked into existence. Horizontal. Flat. White, but not light. Just… void.
A voice followed, this time closer. Smoother.
"You remember what should not exist."
Adam raised an eyebrow. "Yeah. That's kind of my thing."
The presence pulsed.
