Silhouette

Dreamer floated in the blank white space that suddenly surrounded him.

Inside it, there was silence, utter silence.

Dreamer felt his hands and legs becoming light. His head turned free of everything. No desires, no anger. Nothing inside his mind. He forgot what he was supposed to do. He forgot what he was doing. He forgot everything.

He peacefully floated in the air. No gravity inside the white space. There was no doubt that this place was… Nirvana.

However, all these phenomenons were happening inside Dreamer's mind. Only inside his mind.

His body was still on the stage but motionless.

"What happened?"

"Why did he stop?"

"Look, the branches are not creating a path anymore."

The audience asked some questions. They were confused. Just a few seconds ago, Ulcer was scared of Dreamer and now the latter was just standing still. What was the deal here?