Bab 371: Hawking's Magical Radiation

'Where the hell am I?' 

A single thought appeared in my mind when I came back to my senses. 

My surroundings were fully dark as if the concept of illumination didn't exist in the place I found myself. 

'Did I die?' My mind conjured the simplest logical explanation behind my current situation. 

No, it wasn't logical. There was no logic in death. It was simply the most obvious explanation. 

'I can still think,' I noticed only to... 

To do what exactly?

In the complete darkness of this strange space, there was no use trying to showcase my emotions through my facial gestures, even if it was only for my own sake. 

'No, I can't think like that,' I told myself. 'What if I just went blind?' I suggested, only to forcefully put a cheeky smile on my lips. 

This place was dark. And even if it wasn't, I had no mirror to see my own face and check whether my efforts paid off.