End Two: Call Me in Your Mourning

These are the ends of the world; we are at them, they are at our throats.
Whether or not we choose to shout ourselves awake from these nightmares is up to us.

Claudia's bit into something that has bitten her back. Like the crawling insect she is, she will try to flee the bright light shined upon her, as if she deserved the darkness. This ends tonight.

Solve et Coagula

The world falls apart when she comes under the spotlights, playing against the Computer in 'The Game of Your Life!' which, like all things, must come to an end.

The World is Dead! Long Live 'The World'(TM)!