...To a completely broken corridor, parts floating and gently swaying. Stars below you, a planet hanging above, lit by a sun you can not see, debris glistening afar. You are alone


in the middle of




A little lost felin, in space, nobody around.


You get back in the room and sit down. You want to cry, throw up or just scream, but...



...what should you even do? What is left there to think?