sudden awareness in a familiar place which you know like the back of your hand something missing no people no sound your footsteps echo across the ground hitting off metal sheets crumbling cement dusty entrances broken glass barbed wire fences and grass poking through broken cracks in your path walls grey tinted sky with no clouds and tame rays of light hitting you with warmth and occasional gusts of a warm breeze with emptiness in your surroundings yet calmness in your thoughts with no memory or recollection only current time with infinite space and unknown ways of navigation with a lonely sense of peace and questionable awareness navigating crumbling apartments with balcony views into a vast cityscape of deteriorating factories and eroded homes distant sounds of train tracks rumbling and birds whistling from unknown direction unaware of your directions and losing track of navigation but not questionable about the agenda of the world around you throughout the serene environments you pass by a new wave of uncertainty faintly hits you in the back of your mind subconsciously however you move forward ignorantly but with trust and faith in yourself and your friendly but aged surrounding in a curious but welcoming manner, new colors and rays of unknown emotion and longing for your old sense of awareness hit you in different corners of the city the warm sun which once held you with open arms starts to dim and comforting light begins to fade while detail emerges in the familiar cracks and borrows in walls which you have briefly met prior to your current state you now begin to feel as if your environment knows something you don't your ignorance makes you feel judged by these walls corners and cracks which you pass yet you still trust their kindness and presence whether you know their ambitions or not new scenery emerges as the suns light begins to fade into a burning halo in the vast horizon which you have left behind as only a memory like a friend from your childhood which only exists in your mind for random but brief instance on occasion new corridors and small objects begin to appear which cause unease like a face watching you in the distance the space between them and you leaves you feeling safe but airing on the side of caution you don't know what they know but how could you they've been here eternally immersed in the surrounding which you have only just been introduced too you don't know this part of the city which you once new every corner of faces appear in bricks tunnels pipes in crawl spaces you walk by but once made aware of they fade leaving only your judgement in yourself to question their existence and question your own awareness they aren't malicious in nature, but they are trying to talk through the dust that blows in the vast empty winding streets you pass and the damp cold blades of grass which blow to a nonexistent fabricated breeze while you wonder what they try to communicate darkness engulfs the plane you walk while new lights appear colors you've never seen and comforting unidentifiable senses wash over you for split seconds at a time carousels and neon lights guide you through lanes of bending and malformed pathways of asphalt ground while entities appear you are clueless as to their authenticity and your understanding of reality begins to crumble with the aged walls you once passed in a blissfully ignorant state of curiosity now only feeling a manic state of paranoia accompanied by blips of overpowering joy and adrenaline cut through your mind as you feel your conscious melt into a bowl of shards before being put back together by an army of emotion and confusion your understanding of reality and fallacy fades into one while you become nothing but your neon surroundings filled with grief anger joy and malice the neon bulbs begin to dim and the entities you were entangled with stop dead in their tracks as you pursue new grounds forward into the unknown while filled with confusion panic grief and longing for your once appreciated sense of self reality and understanding of the world why did they stop why are you progressing what are they trying to warn you about they stare into you with grief filled grins like watching a loved one fade away your surroundings slowly turn into complete darkness and fear in its purest form fills you before you eventually fade like the world you once knew where are you what are you are not real but maybe you once we're you aren't supposed to be here how did you get here where are you what are you what is watching you can feel them watching and stalking you were warned and you didn't listen the city's once warm and embracing walls gates pipes dead streetlights crawl spaces cracks and eroded windows bend back and forth with malice you can't run and the surface you walk is not your friend as you fade into the walls cracks and surrounding environment you start to realize you weren't allowed to see this. you shouldn't be here.