inside the beige expanse between the two extremes reality begins to flicker a wall with no detail a face with no expression a gun with a missing trigger no anger or despair no ecstasy or bliss just a husk left with no feeling shambling through life in non descript surroundings a soul that s worth concealing no ups no downs emotion gone no blood no soul automaton emotionally inert sporadically alert the drone of the world is numbing the traffic howls outside the rumble of machines seem to warn of what is coming the pressure starts to build while the surface is pristine there s no sign of doom impending but cracks begin to form an aperture in bloom a threshold to somber endings no ups no downs emotion gone no blood no soul automaton distant and detached impassive and aloof the bullets start to rip through the building splinters taking flight through nebulas of smoke and the cries of the unwilling emotion overwhelms a hurricane of fear a moment of realization the monster hid inside until it couldn t sleep a disastrous abomination no ups no downs emotion gone no blood no soul automaton