Billy loved to play hide and seek with his shadow.
He used to lose all the time, because his shadow would always find him again when he’d walk into the light, but Billy wised up, and beat his shadow by staying in the shade.
On overcast days, Billy was lonely.
After moving around all her life, never staying in one spot for more than a few minutes, flying everywhere, she saw the light.
She longed to know more about the light, join with it. She approached it, eager for the illumination.
“Goldurnit’, ah hates’ fly seasin,” said the man.
You are in a featureless room, where the walls, floor and ceiling are white. There is light in the room, but you can’t figure out where it’s coming from. You are facing North.
You look down. Hey, you can’t see your body! You’re dead! You win! Congratulations!