In a land where time stopped a long time ago lives X. He's looking at the sky which is blue, or maybe red or maybe sky isn't even there to begin with. X is walking through the land and encounters Y.
- who are you?
- I don't know. Maybe I'm your projection. Or maybe I'm some unreal person. In any case, I'm here because of you.
- so that's how it is. It's certainly possible. But maybe I'm not even here. What if I'm not me? What if somebody is controlling me like a puppet...