Solitude.
A tidal wave crashing into you and throwing you like a ragdoll.
The deafening silence that closes in when there's nothing left but you.
Just you and your thoughts.
Alone. Alone in the dark.
You reach out, grasping blindly for something—anything to touch, to give you even the slightest feeling that you might not be alone in the void.
But there's nothing.
Nothing but you.
Just you and your thoughts.
Alone. Alone in the dark.
The void goes on forever when you're alone.
You can run and run for miles, but the silence is infinite.
No one is there with you.
It never ends.
Just you and your thoughts.
Alone. Alone in the dark.
