Adam awoke feeling the cold touch of a marble floor. As he crawled onto his knees to get up, he stared down a long, seemingly unending, hall. His vision settled on a throne: the only thing in sight in the endless darkness. And on that throne sat a woman, wearing only a white gown, whose physical appearances couldn't be described with words. It was as if all words couldn't do her justice. In fact, if there was one word that Adam could use to describe her, it would be lonely. The tension was palpable. The silence made it seem like time was frozen. After an unknown amount of time, the woman stood from the throne, and the sound of the steps of her bare feet against the marble floor broke the silence. God walked up to the still kneeling Adam, and said three words, Are you willing?