Suddenly he was in the white space. The doors in a circle with one in the middle they couldn't reach.
Build-a waved to him. Everything looked sketchy, fuzzy, strange. Build-a jogged over to him and took his hand. "Ok so maybe a human perspective can make sense of this."
She took him near the doors. He could faintly hear things on the other side of them. One, that had the color fuzzed out, he could hear "Hello? Police?" from the voice of a young boy.
Another one he heard a woman's voice "Hey.... come here often?", but it too was grey and locked.
Build-a took him to the Yellow door. "This one just opened the other day."
She led him inside and... he was able to watch but Build-a was instantly pulled into a role she was forced to carry out. It was a funeral. All the people where silouetts of themselves, but he could tell they were wearing tux. There was some sort of preacher at a podium. When he got near where the casket had been lowered it.... it was a small one... a child. Younger than MB. Yellow stood out as people dropped various yellow flowers on the coffin. No other colors could be seen.
When he looked to Build-a, She was holding a figure of a woman who was sobbing.
"It's not fair! It's just not fair... she was so young..."
Build-a looked to her. A shadow that looked like a ring on her left hand. "I know... All we can do is try to stop it from-"
Happening again....
Build-a was shaken out of it, holding her head like it was in pain as she looked near the door. A static man was standing there. Reaching out.
Not real... Not real...
It then looked to Marius. You.... don't.... belong...
Build-a ran out of the area, clearly scared and forgetting to grab Marius.
(Feel free to interact with static man ^_^ )