“Help me. Quick.
The lights are flickering, please save me. I don’t want to be here, all alone, in the dark.
Help me. I’m begging you.
I’m dissipating. Please help.
Help, I’m…. Gone.
I didn’t expect it to be this simple.
Why isn’t there anything here?
I didn’t expect it to be so plain.
I don’t understand, where is everything?
I can’t believe there’s nothing left.
Copyright by Amelia Jacobson