I am going to tell you a story. It is not a beautiful story. It is not a story that makes you strong after hearing it. It is not a story about someone small becoming great, not a story about knowing that everyone can accomplish anything in life if they try. It is not a story of hope, love or happiness. This story does not have a hero or a heroine. No one slays the evil dragon, or kill the wicked beast. No one dares to act in this story, because everyone live in a world of darkness. It is rather a story about sadness, and hopelessness. About falling in to an neverending black hole with the knowledge that it is the end, the end of everything