Limbo (2026)

I returned one final time to my father’s house before the wrecking ball claimed it. As I wandered through the hollowed-out rooms, I sifted through the rubble, hunting for any remnants of who he was. In the barren spaces, I stumbled upon a handful of forgotten keepsakes. The silence pressed in around me, and my own voice bounced back from the walls—I spoke out loud, not to summon spirits, but to break the unbearable quiet of his absence. Then, at last, I uncovered a fragment of a memory we had once owned together.