The Body. Mind. And Soul.

Taken from the scripts of life.

We see man.

Terrified.

Cold.

Unable to move.

The body was frozen in rigamortis.

The mind, was drawn blank.

Unable to think, or remember.

Put into a state of heightened amnuisea.

Dark times.

As the soul is evoloped by darkness.

Man cannot scream.

A mouth has not formed.

Ears have not formed.

Redering all hearing ablitity useless.

Man can only look around.

Even then, partial blindness has set in.

Suppose Man can relieve himself from this hell.

But then what?

Live out eternity, without the necessities one once needed?

The more important question.

Where ever happened to the Woman?

Was she not subjected to this eternal damnation?

Was she not stripped of dignity, and all control of her body?

No.

Only the Man.

He, in the end, makes the ultimate sacrifice.

Letting her live.

Free and pure.

So he may take the cruelalities deserved for them both.