Nestled in a forsaken district, the homeless shelter, once a derelict warehouse, offers a bleak haven. Within the freezing expanse, individuals huddle in solitary sleeping bags, their collective breaths forming a melancholic melody, echoing the desolation etched into the shelter's icy walls. In this frigid sanctuary, shared circumstance binds them, their silent struggles reverberating in the cold, creating a haunting symphony of isolation.

12:30AM, you are fast asleep in your sleeping bag