Everyone calls my new home a dark void full of nothing— an endless tunnel scary enough to terrify anyone in it’s path- anyone, but not me. All these years wandering around alone, away from my old broken home, time slows down the more steps I take in all these big empty halls.

I slowly stop as I see a man- mankind, I haven’t seen in years- invite me to take his arm where, I know will never happen, we’ll go to a place I long, away from this hellhole and closer to my old beautiful home. As my eyebrows furrow, since it has been a man I never wished to see, my eyes, my feet, my body, all gravitate towards this mysterious man.

Till this day, never had I seen anything that captivated and terrified my poor, poor soul. But as I look for his eyes, eyes I will never see, I take his hand and time slows down faster, faster than it ever has— no matter how many steps I took for what felt like an eternity. Ironically, in a blink, he leads me where my body never gave up finding— the end.

I lived here to prove myself fearless, but as he glues my eyes, my feet, my body, never to leave this forsaken place, I am everything but fearless— I have turned into a coward. I cannot beg nor can I cry, so now, together we sit, frozen in time, inside the same dark void full of nothing— nothing but soulless me and his dark empty eyes.