You are stuck in a forever loop as you wake up through the days, weep and sorrow is all what the day brings. When you go to sleep you escape or you can forsee. One wrong turn on the path and the nightmare starts all over again! Who am I? Where am I? You ask those questions through your head- the only thing you have left is a book you’ve already read. You feel like there are eyes watching you through the city- what what! Where am I? I’m stuck in this loop. Someone please help me, I don’t feel to good.. there are voices, I see someone behind me! Is this hope? I ask them where we are and they say we are in Homa. Where is that? There’s no such place.. they say there is a station behind us as I turn around I see myself dead, what does this mean? I don’t wanna die here... You met somebody on the road next to a sign they turn and you see they have no face. I gathered my courage and I went and helped them. In return I got a key, then it did something, but before I could say by final goodbye, I said it before I