Hello I walk into
Empty hallways tell me
Not to hurry

Caution sends the signal not toLook around the bend and single
Out the shadows whisper through the Twisted corners
Waiting silently for hours
Watching every move that shiver
Eyes that glitter

Something I have always maintained with Cassie's many incarnations is that she has always been the survivor, the last one left and the one saddled with the guilt of being the one that lived on over everyone else. When I was trying to fix my Godrays I ended up getting this shot and loved it, giving it a few little edits in Photoshop certainly helped matters and pushed forward that feeling of isolation.