THE LIGHT REPLIES:

“You know who I am, but to find the lock you must leave this beautiful place. When you do, you will forget all. The longer I have stayed, the more difficult it is to leave..”

“Who am I?”

“I am a whisper in the noise, I am a FUTURE of your choice.”

“I am YOU, in what your mind would perceive as the future.”

As you attempt to understand the grand perplexity of your Future Self’s response, you begin to hear music in the distance:

What genre does it sound like?