The area I had entered was grey. A little at first but then more and more and more. I felt a numbness overcome me as I tried to comprehend the fearful symmetry and unnatural latitude of what scarcely resembled unnatural office buildings on the horizon. in the distance I could feel my body wretch and vomit but for some reason it barely registered. I decided to keep moving. There was still a spark in me and it is what (for a lack of a better term) motivated me. If I had to describe it to you, my love, it would probably be easier to compare it to distant hope. The knowing that I would get through this accursed place and see your pale face again. But it wasent quite seeing you that gave me this feeling but that I might at one time experience normality again.

All manor of dead eyed abominations passed me, some in fear and others in anger but the majority in overwhelming apathy. Several times I could feel tears running down my eyes and felt embarrassed but these abominations disposition remained consistent regardless. The grayness around me started to feel cool and it is like the scratching on my psyche started to lessen. I was too afraid to stop and rest though because I felt as if a shadow was chasing me though I suspected it was just my mind playing tricks on me I could not be sure.

My father had told me not to get of the main road but he had died and could not defend his point.I did not want to get close to the buildings on the horizon because they scared me greatly and that is where he road I was on was heading The moment I stepped of the road I went blind in my left eye and felt the relief of sound as where I was he grayness seemed to absorb all sound. I realized I was yelling as well as the abominations and mustve been for a long time and I fell asleep in the next moment.