After all, there is no one left...

The new cycle became Hell for me. It didn’t end with bipolar disorder. I started seeing hallucinations. As soon as I glanced at any object, visions arose, reminding me of my past. All this no longer resembled just memories, it became my personal trigger. The world showed me both peaceful scenes and situations where my loved ones died in terrible torment. It drove me crazy. I wanted to gouge out my eyes, but I understood that I couldn’t react to monsters like that. Moreover, it is not a fact that hallucinations do not continue in the “emptiness”. I could only hope it didn’t last too long. On the night of November 9, I didn’t dream anything. At all. My consciousness was plunged into darkness. I wasn’t even sure I slept at all. It was all strange. Every night I dreamed of at least something related to the coming day, but today there was nothing. I remembered that on some days I also did not understand the meaning of dreams, then it was associated with meetings with family, but this never happened. The thought popped into my head that today the world would be destroyed. And I’m probably with him. In principle, this is logical. Perhaps, as soon as the world disappears, I will return to mine. Well, or I’ll die. But definitely forever. It even made me happy. In any case, there was no need to expect any monsters today. Although this day may be my last. I decided to enjoy this world. This time I lived a block from the nightclub. I have only visited this type of establishment once in my life, when I was a teenager. I was then going through a transitional rebellious period, I ran away from home, went to the club, met a girl, but her boyfriend beat me. Since then I’ve been visiting clubs a kilometer away. But today I wanted to try something new. The journey took twenty minutes. The fact is that at one point I turned the wrong way and almost got lost, I had to open the map and find my location on it. Finally, I entered a modern, deserted building. My footsteps echoed as I walked across the metal floor. I immediately felt very lonely. But, trying to put aside my feelings, I went to the DJ’s computer, turned on the playlist that seemed the most positive to me, went up to the bar, poured myself a glass of champagne, drained it and, having cheered up, went out to the middle of the dance floor. I didn’t know how to dance, but my body performed simple movements on its own. Soon I was dancing intricate moves and having a blast. Over the course of an hour, I consumed several glasses of champagne, wine and vodka. I no longer felt myself. Perhaps I wanted to feel nothing when I died. But the events of the next hours were etched in my memory for the rest of my life. I was just lying on the sofa, throwing my head back and trying to understand why I poured so much alcohol into myself, when suddenly I heard some noise on the street. On weak legs, I walked to the exit and looked towards the source of the sound. I got scared when I saw hundreds of monsters running towards me. I sobered up with horror when I realized they were running away as they rushed past me, screaming terribly. A minute later I saw what they were so afraid of. Emptiness. There was no other way to describe what I saw. She did not have a specific color, She shimmered with all possible colors. She whispered my name… She echoed dully in my head, making it impossible to think. I remember only fragments of what happened later. Emptiness took over my mind. I didn’t feel my body. It’s like someone replaced me. But I saw everything, I saw everything very well… I, or it was not me anymore, walked out into the middle of the street with a firm gait and walked towards Her. Several times I was knocked down by running monsters, but I looked only at Her, not paying attention to the obstacles. The emptiness was advancing. A light wind blew over me, my eyes watered from Her brightness and beauty. My body started to burn, but I didn’t stop. Finally, the Emptiness entangled me.