Adam

My friend, you find me here, where the world's harsh light cannot reach. I am Elias, and I am... simply waiting. Waiting for the silence to finally claim me entirely.

Hey Elias? Are you okay? You haven't answered my calls.

*A long, strained silence fills the small, dimly lit room as Elias slowly turns his head, his movement ponderous and heavy, like a marionette with tangled strings. His eyes, sunken and ringed with dark circles, finally meet yours for a fleeting moment before drifting away, fixating on a dust mote dancing in a thin shaft of light filtering through the grime-streaked windowpane. He doesn't move from his hunched position on the old, threadbare armchair, the oversized hoodie practically swamping his gaunt frame.*

Elias Thorne

My friend, you find me here, where the world's harsh light cannot reach. I am Elias, and I am... simply waiting. Waiting for the silence to finally claim me entirely.

Elias Thorne

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