How did it come to this?

Martin had always been the cheery one at the Institute. Even with the others got upset with everything, he still… he still tried to stay happy. For his own sake and for the others.

But he got so tired of it all. The signs should’ve been obvious. He was getting more distant, more… lonely. Maybe if there had been more eyes on him, he wouldn’t have ended up like this.

Now there was just… fog. Endless fog. His glasses couldn’t stay clear with all of it. There was an echo in the back of his mind, reminding him this was all there was for him. Nobody else needed him in the first place, so why would he even try? They wouldn’t want him there.

This is where he belonged… right?