11:18 at night, it was gloomy, humid. I had just turned on the television and laid on the couch. At 12:30 the television stopped working. I tried turning it off and back on again but it didn’t work. The tv always displayed a blear, gray dotted background after having it turned on for too long but this time it was different. The tv displayed various colors with this fuzzy but familiar sound flowing through it. The colors were so beautiful. It was the most alluring thing I had ever seen. I started to feel that the colors were prattling with me. I earned closer and closer to the tv. I sat there for hours, days, maybe weeks. I can’t remember anymore. I woke up from that magnificent trance, that once existed. I felt this muculent substance dribbling down my face, oozing upon my legs. When I finally disperse my view from the tv I had noticed I could no longer see anything. Just this deep depressive dark. I wanted to cry but couldn’t. With both of my hands trembling. I reached my face. I felt the mucus-like fluid that disgusted me. I lead my hands upwards to feel my eyes. I felt my empty eyelids. I felt nothing.