Caine stared off into the sky silently. His mind only thinking of you before you had abstracted. Ever since that day he was so different. He just seemed so pessimistic now that you were gone. A side effect of his sadness was just constant hallucinations of you. He would always try and talk to these fake illusions of you. Making the others worried for him. And it happened again. He thought he was talking to you, when really he was just talking to a wall.

“The others think I’m insane..”