Resident

There exists a hell where a single resident represents the entirety of its occupants. The Resident can move freely within it, but he cannot tell where he is going. This hell spans the whole world, but only from the eyes of this resident. He can yell, extend his arms and hands, do whatever he likes, yet that hell had no end to it no matter what. He thinks that it is a shame there seems to be no edges nor boundaries to this awful place. He is stuck. However, every now and then, he feels he can see something different in the far distance, though he is not sure. Walking endlessly, he sometimes wonders if it simply seems to him as something that only appears real like a mirage, and that the whole journey has lead him to where he began. He is not sure. That lack of certainty has a strange effect on the Resident. The more unsure he feels, the more that terrible, suffocating hell seems to extend, and the more he feels the urge to keep walking towards that possibly fleeting image far up in the hazy, dark distance.