Hell on Earth

"Hello?" Avalene called into the darkness. She waited, no one answered, and she knew no one would call back. All was gone, she was the only one left. The scars of our past have finally destroyed our future into a crumblig pile of nothingness, the blankness of a broken television. These are the crumbles of brick I walk upon. The present is the absense of place...placelessness. We are no longer different nor the same, just a mesh of everything, good and bad, for now we have no sense of the words......and nothing, to form this empty waste. It's just dark and black as if we have been evaporated in a vortex; it stretches to the end of time, as far as the eye can see, it is a pigmentless terrian of flat. No color or light, a dirty abyss shall await Avalene for every awakened slumber. No sense of time or imagination, your non-exsistance can never escape. For Avalene is merely another lost soul, no body or mind.....melting and reforming and evaporating into this constant cycle of hell. But if no one can pry their closed eyes, shunning exsistance to wittness...is it occuring?