[Unknown and vast and empty. This reminds him more of the Void, which is not so much a dimension than a mental space curated by a person with psionic powers to find those at a distance. So not quite what he had in mind, no.]

That sounds lonely.

[The dimension she's thinking of.]

In my world, there's a dimension that runs... parallel, I guess you could call it, with the "real" world. It's vast and raw and barren in some ways, too. But it churns with a storm overhead. Strange creatures roam its rocky terrain.

I was trapped there for years. And that place changed me.