Talks to wall
>I belong here.
Wrong.
Go read a book in your dark basement.
Late show anyone?
Their house is dark, no one is home.
The feeling of forever creeps into them. They need company but can't even speak. They understand no one. Already dead.
"It WAS worth it" echoes those around them. Drowning in "money" evaporated
New hires are something else, eh?
It talks to itself, snickering, almost proud.