Stranger's danger, peak interests in darkness. The lighting of this round and round world. Thumping comes the music, drowning out the yells, the screams, the pain. Our perceptions meet, falling through the galaxy, boom, boom, boom. We collect each other, finding reason as to what we're still doing inside this villainous world, why we fight for anything. Looking for a save, a take away, a distraction. No one finds anything permanent, only a timer is set for us. Within this vicinity, we construe one another, unknowing that there's something so ironic, something so off about that little scan we gave to one another. Maybe it was interpretation, maybe it was fate, maybe it was us falling away in the dizzy tilt of this gravity defying ride.