Hope is the setting of an alarm, but what if this stops? What if a person simply starts to wake up whenever they decide to because every day is exactly the same as the last? They stop remembering the days and hope dead will simply take them over. They start to understand suicide because to not truly live is to let life pass by. This had been their existence sine time has stopped moving, like they are stuck in a pot full of jelly. Still, they don’t care because what is the point of all this madness? Will they ever understand? What is the point of trying so hard, but getting nowhere? What can be done about it when an out is not shown? What if they see absolutely nothing and thus are led to a complete mental death?