The place is awash in fuzzy gray. I have no sense of myself. There are others nearby. I just heard them speak.

"Give her some time. What do you think of her energy cohesion and strength? Not good, but not unexpected."

I get the sense that there are three hazy mists here with me.

As I struggle with not finding myself here, there is a pop. I can see myself again. I am a bit transparent.

"Hmm. That is a good sign. She has strength to establish identity conformation. Baecrush do you feel more comfortable? Having your physical form on display?"

As I look at my hands and also through my hands, I tell them it is OK.

"Baecrush, there are almost a billion here that would love to meet you. Since we hope to ask something from you, we want to hold back for a while. To not overwhelm you with a newness and excitement.

We want to start with a test that will be a hurdle.

It is a non-interactive experience. You are there feeling what the person feels, but it is a recording. You do not control anything.

Are you ready?"

Everything blinks away.