The Black Void

This story starts out very simple. It starts out with nothing.

In the beginning, there was nothing, a black void out of which anything was possible. Slowly the void began to take shape. Images danced, barely out of sight, in the corner of the eye. The images couldn't be identified. A small hum of noise grew. The nature of the noise couldn't be determined.

Anything is possible. The images grew stronger. They were constantly shifting, as if they couldn't decide what their eventual form would be. The sound grew stronger. The noise took on several different sounds, but similarly had not decided what it wanted to be.

Eventually the sounds seemed to match up with the images. The images took more solid forms. The noise took on the nature of real sound. Possibilities were being excluded. Options were discarded. The images and sound slowly calmed down and began to take on one, non-changing form.

The form couldn't be identified at first. It was blurry, as if out of focus. The form slowly became clearer. The form was that of a person. Where there was nothing mere moments ago, there now is a person. The surroundings are still unclear, but the form is indeed a person. This person is...

1. me.
2. you.
3. a female.
4. a male.

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