Null.

"When do you think you'll get out?"

There will be nothing tonight. To all my adoring fans and followers, the grand accumulation of null.

Make yourselves known, in this ever-expiring field, odourless and colourless. You see darkness, but to me, this is my whole reality. I see a universe in here, a world. You are the ones kept inside, I'm out. I'm way away, outside. Outside, where there are no boundaries except death, even though consciousness is immortal.

When do you think you will get out?