Cube

No one's reading this, no one's writing. Nonetheless, visualize a small, deceptively empty box, square with mirror walls, ceiling, floor. There was a door, but it reflected away, gone, you can't see it anymore, or even where it was, so, no in or out. Beyond this mirror cube is Nothing. Within the cube, the entire Universe expanding into its own reflection, the only direction is outward yet within six surfaces, repeating infinitely, past pixels of existance no one will see.