A man in utter nothingness finally got tired of living in... Well, utter nothingness... He thought to himself that there must be something out there for him.... So he set out for something, but what? For he had known of nothing other than complete nothingness. He didn't even know what this... Whatever it was, would look like. Did not know what it felt like, even tasted like. Would it be good, or bad. He just knew he had to continue searching for it. He finally came to a yellow door. As he stepped inside the yellow door... He found, more nothingness.... But it was not nothingness, for he had felt something had changed. He had not felt this presence before... Did not know whether good or bad. Curious, he kept trotting forward... At this, he cane upon a blue door. At entering the blie door, he felt the prescense of what was in the room with the yellow door leave him. Curious as to what had happened... He felt sad that the presence had seemed to leave him. Optimistic that the prescense would return, he kept going in the same direction, through vast nothingness. He finally came across a red door. As he entered the red door, he had become very impatient, very bothered, very different. He ran in search for the next door, which would hopefully releive him of this new feeling. He ran for what seemed to be a while, when he finally reached a black door. He stopped at seeing it, and felt an uneasy presence of just being within sight of the door. Curious though, he opened the door.*

The door immediately slammed behind him. He couldn't see 10 feet in front of him, and he began to panic. He tried to find the door that just a second ago had been right behind him, it had disappeared. He did not trust this place and wanted to be removed from it. He felt he had lost all he had had earlier, and felt no hope. But then again, what did he have? Why was this place much worse than where he was when he had started? He thought of what might have been on the other side. Absolute hopelessness had overcome the man. His mind played tricks on him, made him imagine the foulest looking things that he could ever had imagined. He closed his eyes, but that would not help and seemed to had made things worse. After a very long time of staying in this place, the man realized that he had nothing to lose, so he carefully made his way across the room which seemed to last forever.

The man had finally grown tired of trying to make it through the room. He dropped onto the ground and began sobbing. He would give up anything if he could go back to the room inside the yellow door again.
As he looked up, he saw in the vast distance, a white door. he couldn't believe it! It was right there. He sprinted to it as fast as he could and slung it open. He stepped in and felt everything in the room he was just in leave him. He felt a heavenly presence, he was much happier than he had been in the yellow room. He was completely ecstatic. In this room, was the same exact nothingness that had been in the first room. It was the exact same. Yet he had felt a heavenly presence about it. He lived there, happy, forever and ever.