In this place no one will here you or save you. Nothing but the darkness of the room, it is pitch black and there is no other noise in here, you try and scream for help, you do this for only a few minutes but it feels like for hours, no one hears you, and these few minutes of your screams, it feels like an eternity. There is no one coming, not soon or ever. And you can’t opt out because you already done that, which is what led you here. You can see the light over some sky far away, but when you walk though these deep dark woods, you can’t seem to ever get there. It is always dark in your location, but you know there is sunlight somewhere over there, but you have no access to it, you try for days and weeks and months but to no avail, you are stuck. So you just linger around with nothing to keep you company but your guilt, and anger, and confusion, and you can’t die here or cease to exist, you just keep living everyday, day in day out like this. And you can’t lose your mind here either, because you have already lost your mind, there is no reality here, no truth, just the view of everything, a view you had once before, except it is permanent.