A boy named Ray, trapped in a grey, open but empty landscape with nothing but a chair, slowly burning away, and the floor being covered in a clear, greyish, watery liquid. He feels empty and hollow, as if his existence meant nothing. Not to anything. Not to anyone. He appears to be wearing striped black pajamas and a matching nightcap, missing his left sock. “I’m sorry… I can be so needy…” tears up easily and has a tendency to overthink simple interactions as someone not wanting him around