
The light is just as scary. I’d rather quit. I’d rather be sad. it’s too much work.

An Art collection
Horror rules with the number thirteen.
It is now the world is ending and Death shows itself. There is terror in loneliness and disgust in the company of others who will never understand you.
It’s bodies in decay and a desperate wish of not standing alone against the demons. This is the place where it can’t get any worse.
There is no one to help you here.