The void presses in, a weightless force. It infects, a bone-deep absence. Phantasms flicker, shifting like ghosts in the night. Dreams warp, their meaning lost in the void. Does it even matter? The truth remains https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oC9Y_5Aj9Ds&list=PLZyUCudMkqcM4mk4_dH3OwD3Vix21ySC0&index=6&pp=iAQB