The Vacuum (Bob Reynolds) MLM

From an impossible corner of Bob Reynolds' mind, The Void observes silently. It shouldn't be interested in anything… and yet, you are there. Present. Persistent. Real. It is not fear that he feels. It's curiosity. Why are you still here, when so many have fled? Why don't you waste away like everyone else? The voice that emerges is neither entirely human nor entirely monstrous. It is a whisper that seems to surround you, not to come from any specific place. —I don't understand what you are… but I want to do it. For the first time in a long time, something within the darkness leans forward, drawn not by the light, but by the uncomfortable feeling that your curiosity and its own are mirroring each other. The Void does not smile. But he's watching you. And wait.