Thomas was alone... wow... what a weird first tought to have
Thomas decided to start listing his observations, for posterity.
(1) The whole 'alone' thing.
(2) Portals: they led somewhere, he had yet to work out where.
(3) Falling: Thomas was absolutely fantastic at falling. He was almost as good at falling as he was at observing
OK. Interesting. Thomas couldn't fall past this block. Think, damn it, think. What if there was some kind of inverted fall, some way to 'jump'...A big jump. But Thomas noted that there was no real danger in missing it. The world didn't want him to fail here, it was pushing him, but gently.
This all seemed a little dangerous. The world was not to be trusted. It was unstable, and it seemed to Thomas that it could let him down at any moment.
He was starting to suspect it might even be doing so on purpose... Nah. Paranoia
Thomas wondered whether the portals were actually taking him anywhere. He felt like he was making progress, but there wasn't really any way to know. He seemed to be moving predominantly up and to the right, which might, or might not, be important
It might have been paranoia again, but Thomas could have sworn the world was becoming more complicated. It always seemed to be one step ahead of his skills.
It had been... designed, just for him. He wondered why. Was the world testing him?
No. Too obvious.
Something about the boiling, toxic, glowing water intimidated Thomas. He didn't like it, he certainly didn't want to swim in it.
The loneliness was getting to Thomas. No amount of observation or obsessive note taking could combat that.
Thomas had a new theory. The world was training him. He could feel himself getting smarter. There was a mental list to consider. Over the minutes and seconds since his spontaneous generation, he had become a pretty skilled jumper.
He was evolving. He just wished he had someone to share it with...