— He sits alone on the rooftop of the old building. The only light visible are from the mini houses belowe him. He sat in silence. The air clogged up, almost becoming fog as he watches his breath turn into mist. He was not surprised. The only noises around him was the sounds of cars and old men fighting outside an old bar. He felt completely nothing. Resting his eyes, he felt the soreness around them ache even more and wanted to cry out In pain. Alternatively, he opens his eyes again, fighting against it. Against everything. Slowly, the wind swirled around him, swishing his hair at the slightest touches and that's when he turned his head, following the sound of someone's light, angelic footsteps. It was her. Everything seemed to become clear to him as she walks towards him. And he knew he was home.