29 May 2012
I'm running around a world that's dark and empty, never a way out only an entry, souls are drifting through each other, no where to go nothing to discover, passing glances and scuffling drones, anger distinguished, happiness unknown, no bodies or vessels just an essence in a room illuminated with fluorescence, we pick our number and wait often solitary, our digits expire we're called upon-
Now the devils priority.
Purgatory • Opuss № I