... then I woke up...

I saw nothing but a white and painful blur of light. Its unbearable. I tried to clover my eyes with my hand, but it could only work so well. The shine was just that strong.

I tried to get an understanding of my location by feeling around. Which ment I was practically crawling around with one hand covering my eyes and the other patting the ground.

Immediately after I started I struct a wall, but the interesting thing about it was that the wall was curved. I followed the junction of the wall and the floor and after a few moments of crawling I figured out that the room was shaped like an cylinder.

Still laying on the ground and practically blind, I tried to strech my entire body inorder to get a rough estimate of the diameter of the room.

...grunt....grunt...

My finger barely skimed the other side, meaning that the diameter was roughly 3 meters.

I slowly removed my hand from my eyes and was finally able to ajust to the lighting, however I still couldn't see perfectly well. I looked up and could tell that the source of the light came from the ceiling, though I couldn't tell if it there was a light bulb up there.

I sat up and leaned against the wall..

..."Where am I?" I finally asked myself...

I tried to think of what happened before this moment, but I couldn't remember a thing...

...or anything for that matter...

Before I could ponder this thought even more a door opened, and my vision blurred yet again...

...I tried very hard to see who came in, but all I could see was a fuzzy image of a man standing before me...

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A little something I thought of today. main character is stuck in a white room and can't get out. In fact he can't even remember who he is. The only thing that he is certain is that he has to get out. Also the title should remind you of that Cream song.

updated May 28 '09 by TheEurekaCase