Limbo by Steven Ni

The world turned grey to him. Nothing mattered anymore. He was sitting in a noisy employee’s cafeteria, but he could only hear his wailing souls’ despair. A newspaper was in his hands, but the young man’s eyes were certainly not on the article. He gazed into the distance without any emotions and murmured to himself, “ I do not belong here anymore.” A waitress came and accidentally spilled his mocha all over his right hand, but he didn’t notice anything. The lady asked him if he needed any help, and he didn’t reply. The young man started to flip the page, disinterested. Slowly, he got up, and started to walk over to the elevator. He slowly entered it, waiting for it to go to the top floor, because he knew, behind that emergency door, was the place to say the final goodbye.