I’ve lived a nightmare.
I’ve seen The Dark Place.
And I never want to go back.
I’ve never been there, but I watched someone I love get lost in it.
And once you get lost in The Dark Place, it’s hard to escape.
It’s a black hole. A cornucopia of isolation.
There’s no light there, no love.
You know when someone is stuck there.
You can see it in their eyes, you can hear it in their voice.
They become hollow and empty, and there’s nothing you can do to help them.
I would know.
There was nothing I could do to help my friend.
He was trapped and I couldn’t save him.
He was alone and scared.
Void of emotions, because emotions drained his energy.
He didn’t feel.
He couldn’t feel. For months on end.
He was a shell of a man.
Not eating, not sleeping, not living.
He existed, but nothing more.
The Dark Place took over.
And all I could do was watch.