Preview To The End Of The World

In the darkness of the light, there lies a secret. A silence. A presence. A figure in the corner telling you to hide. To run. To escape the life in which you are trapped and bound by the ruins of the world. When you think of that darkness, what do you see? A tall figure in a top hat with a cane? Your greatest fear, maybe a clown or an ocean so deep that all you see is its endless depths? Or is it a thing so hidden that all it seems to be is a voice in your head that belongs to nothing but your own thoughts, imagination and creation? Or is it you? Warning yourself of your own time here in this plane of forever existence?

Whatever it is, it is always there. Waiting and watching and hoping for the day that you heed its warning. Because when you give into the voice that you hear, the figure your mind dares to see... There's no escaping the journey it takes you on to the end of the world. There's no escaping your own demise.