* You gaze into the room, but it's already gone. * There's no going back now. * Your neck is drenched in cold sweat. * Everything is so cold. * Everything is so warm. * The dizzying sensation of acid and pinpricks on your skin send you reeling backwards. * The colors swirl. Reality distorts, bleeding into your thoughts that spill out of your head. * It can't be true. Where is it? What do you look for? * Chills ripple down your body, through your fingertips. * The floor cradles you. Your bed. Your home. * Let go. It's gone now. * Rest. Don't think. * No one's left.