Why am I even here.
How bizarre. I can hear my own heart grow louder, competing with the pierce of silence, as my body moves slower. I'm not supposed to be here. I should turn back but I see the end. I think someone is watching me. I'm far now, too far. I feel scared. One step after the other. I cant see but I can hear him, no them. I feel them around me. I'm just too far now. Detached, deep in the land of freaks.
