Rimas, is that you?

... Marcel? You shouldn't be here. You shouldn't be anywhere near here.

I don't understand, what is this place? How did you get here?
... How did I get here?

This is an unstable place. This is a truly empty spatial zone.
I think that... This is where our world is supposed to be.

But. But, there's nothing here. If our world was supposed to be here, where is it?

Oh, dearest Marcel. You fool. You utter simpleton.

Why are you insulting me? I asked you a question. Where's our world?

Hang on. I need to check something.

The silence stretched on for what felt like an eternity. Marcel grew frightful.