۲۶-۰۳-۹۴، ۰۷:۵۳ ب.ظ
Ellie paints and paints and paints. Layers of pure white paint cover the walls, floor and ceiling of her windowless room. And still she sees it. The monster bristling in her peripheral vision. No matter how fast she turns, it’s always just out of sight, just out of focus. But it’s always there. Always and never. So she paints and paints and paints.
و دیگر آسمان را نخواهی دید...