This is like the dream that traps oneself, the place seemingly named the [Gap].
Whether advancing or retreating, the scene before him is a monotonous repetition, as if all his struggles and efforts are in vain, leaving him to struggle eternally.
The pain of torture arises from the body, and his conscious will gradually sinks into chaos, the intangible erosion like a sharp blade, seemingly cutting through his sanity.
It's painful, yet it's worth celebrating, this is the feeling of being alive.
Though his body is undergoing slight mutations, he is well aware, he is still alive, he hasn't fallen into that bizarre dream, but even with this knowledge, when the dark corridor becomes endlessly long, as if it has no end, he will still feel confused and terrified.
