text: "You have to stay away from The Light," they have always told me when I was growing up. I was just told to fear The Light. Humans used to live with The Light, but not anymore. We now live in protection from The Light, they said, but I think it's more like hiding away, in underground labyrinth and caves. "You mustn't see into The Light," another warning and rule the society said. Sometimes the warmth and brightness reach into our cavern, but we're continued instructed to shy away from The Light, and move fast when traveling in the constrained labyrinth. Every mumble and jumble and warning fueled my burning desire to escape and step into The Light, see it for myself. Why should we fear something that was warm to feel and bright to see. Tonight, or today rather, was the day I found out the truth. I have been studying the map of our labyrinth, planning and researching escape point. I finally found one, and tonight was the best night to do it. For whatever reason, no guards blocked this point tonight, and plenty of graffiti stained the wall with warning about stepping out, yaddy yadda. I used the tools I brought along to scale the wall, and quickly I was out of the confinement of the labyrinth I once lived in. With the past behind me, I made a quick dash toward the dim Light glowing in the distance, before anyone noticed me and dragged me back to this prison. I sprinted like a madman, excited to see such brightness I have never seen before. Every step I took toward The Light, every step I'm free from this blabbering hell. When I finally got out of the cave, I saw a white orb hanging over the blue ceiling without a string or attachment, or I just didn't see it. I was panting and catching my breath, but the view was different from what they had told me! The ground was tan and brown and black, lighter and brighter shades than the rocks in the labyrinth. In the distance, I see structures that looked like it would be what human used to live in The Light. I took several steps forward, still catching my breath. The world outside have so much to see, so much to understand. I felt dizzy. I felt nauseous. I laid on the rocky ground, because I can't lean or hold onto anything. I felt sick to my stomach and vomited on the ground. However, that feeling did not stop. I vomited again. Did I run a little too fast? Perhaps I did. Was it worth my effort to escape the depth of the earth? Yes. I laid on the ground, panting, and rolled a little bit away from my earlier vomits, but the sickness did not stop. The white orb felt warm continuously, shining on my body, but I am going to faint, perhaps for a while. And I've never woke up from that warmth.