The White Waiting Room
As the boy lay in his hospital bed, his mind drifted into a realm of subconsciousness, where reality blurred and dreams took shape. In this ethereal landscape, he found himself in a vast white waiting room, devoid of any color or sound. His presence seemed insignificant amidst the vast emptiness that surrounded him. Standing beside him was an elderly man, his grandfather on his mother's side. Although they had never met in the waking world, the boy felt an inexplicable connection to the figure before him. It was as if their souls had intertwined in the realm of dreams, bridging the gap between the past and the present. The grandfather, clad in a simple white suit, exuded a sense of calmness and wisdom. His eyes, gentle yet knowing, gazed upon the boy with a mixture of love and sadness. Together, they stood in silence, enveloped by the stillness of the room. Time seemed to stretch endlessly as they waited, suspended in a state of limbo. The boy's thoughts drifted to memories he ...