Peaceful night. Indolent. Everyone believed that this peace Would last forever. Desperately looking for something to happen. Intense lights, loud music. People. Lots of people. Paying attention to nothing. Searching for one another. How can they find others when none of them has ever found himself? They say they know. They pretend they know. They don’t need anyone else. Stories of a life and dead memories. Nothing is enough to thrill them. Nothing is enough to awaken souls. Souls buried in the dark. Music comes out of instruments not tuned. Their songs sound stupidly. Their lights even when they are on, they are off to their eyes. Voices without soul are heard like screams. Screams coming from far away. Yet, it is you who screams “Help, save me” You are next to me. You try to reach me. That is what I am here for. I try to reach you but I can’t. You pull yourself back. Why? Night gets deeper. Your face is pale. White. Your look is terrifying. I shudder to the sound of your scream. It is not you calling me. What calls me is that what makes you be afraid of yourself. Only you can find yourself. You can be saved by you, Only.