The room hung in silence, the kind that pressed in from all sides, heavy and unrelenting. The faint hiss of wind sneaking through the warped shutters was the only sound, a quiet reminder of the cold seeping into the space. The ceiling loomed above me, stained with irregular patches of water damage that formed patterns too chaotic to follow. My eyes drifted over them, not lingering long enough to form meaning—not because I didn't want to, but because I couldn't bring myself to care.
""Ugh...""
