A glimpse into the beyond

A pale white table stands before you. It is square but longer than wide. The corners are worn but sharp. You fear the table.

You are in a room. You don’t know the dimensions because it is impossibly dark. You don’t know how to see the table, but you do. On the table rest two cards face down.

The Deathkeeper tells you to choose. He is not there but you imagine whatever fantasy you were sold on earth about bony grim reapers wearing cloaks and wielding scythes. He points at the cards.

One card binds you here to choose again. One frees you to the next room.

Every card you select is the Binding card. Everytime. After each selection the cards vanish and reappear and you choose the Binding card again and again.

There is nothing else to do in this room other than flip and fear the cards. So you flip. So you fear.

After a gambit of frustrated emotions play out, you calm. You pace your breath and choose again.

Freedom card.

With a contented sigh you place it down and are shown the next room.

A few paces later and it is still impossibly dark. You find a pale white table. There are two cards. You must choose.