In the endless scope of spectrum, the white figure sat on a rough, stone chair . His expression was as if he was waiting for an answer, with one eyebrow raised and one eyebrow relaxed. Leaning his elbow on the armrest of the chair he rhythmically tapped his finger onto his cheek. The fat man looked in disbelief, carefully examining the area and steadily turning around. Behind him was a gateway displaying a band of colours, showing off each one with pride. In a calm yet monotonous voice, the white figure muttered,
"If you want you can go through that gate."
The fat man paced himself and responded,
"What will happen if I do?"
"Your wish will be granted."
"W-what wish?"
A confused yet gleeful look spread upon the fat man.
"The wish, you had just desired moments before."
Disorientated, the fat man hesitated, then started to walk into the gateway.
The further he got, the more images he saw flicker into his eyes. There were two faces looking down on him, a man and a women, the man's face was stern whilst the women's face was giving off a sense of kindness.
Eventually a ghastly feeling starting churning out the fat man, it was as if his soul was leaving his body...