The casino was a cacophony of existence, a chaotic symphony of humanity in motion, where the noise and revelry drowned the quieter storms within.

Your heart raced, galloping through a field of panic, while your nails dug into your palms, a futile attempt to anchor yourself. Of course, no one noticed; your struggles remained concealed, a silent symphony of suffering.

"Let's go," the boy said gently as he took your arm and led you outside, to a place far away from everyone.