A room with no view.

Home to

Giovanni and Gray.

Doors locked

Nothing exits. Nothing enters.

Walls hollow

Hidden from the world.

Pain and shame

Rest here

Barricaded souls die

Without views.


Trapped within the confines

Of his own.


Identity. Reflection. Trapped Inside.

This room is not on our tour

His room with no views.

Secrets hang like curtains.

Lies permeate the walls like paint.

Distorted portals replace the mirror.

The Image you see

Is not the image you are.

But rather the image you created.




All reside in this dark space.

Portal to Nowhere

Passage of Elusiveness.