The white space.

The white light pull you back into the white space. You look around, feeling an odd sense of familiarity. But this time your not alone. Justine is there with you, appearing to you as a naked, glowing version of herself. You look down at your self and see that you are in a similar form. She smiles at you, her eyes glowing with a golden hue similar to your own.

You can see her for who she truly is, outside of the limitations of her physical constraints of a human body. She is a goddess here. Her aura beams with compassion, a guiding light to weary souls seeking comfort. Your own weary souls is drawn to her as you embrace her.

"You look amazing." She says.

Your auras still intertwined and inseparable, you know she is telling the truth. Perhaps it takes someone of true compassion to see the beauty in a gulty soul. She looks around the space you occupy.

"So this is the white space, huh?" She asks, observing the infinite whiteness. "A little drab isn't it. Could use some furniture or something."

As she says it, a white comfy couch appears next to her. Her eyes meet yours, lit up with excitement.

"Well that's cool!" She says. She breaks away from the embrace and sits down on the couch.

"Wow, it feels like a really comfy couch." She says kicking her feet up on it.

"Care to join me?" She says, suggestively.

You can't match her sense of calm. You remember the dark, behemoth you saw in this place. You don't feel comfortable here. You scan the vast whiteness for it, not seeing any sign of it. You apprehensively sit down on the couch.

"So what do we do now?" You ask.

"Well, I think we should explore." She says.

She stands up and walks towards the white, infinite expanse. You follow her, unsure of where you should go or if you are safe.

A door appears in front of you and she guides you through it.