Chapter 2: Waiting at the end of my World.
Death has occurred and the deconstruction of the physical self and the emergence of the soul begins. The soul can only emerge at the place of death and exists as an echo of the corporeal self. The soul lingers at the place of death, it waits and it wanders in confusion, fading in and out of reality trying to make sense of what was and what is, trapped by the pain that led to the end of their world, a perpetual loop of anguish.
