Nighthawk22 - Isolation: Midi

He looked up at the sky. The bruise-colored clouds had parted. He saw stars. Thousands of them. They were not points of light. They were eyes . And they were all looking at him.

He checked his geo-scanner. A blinking dot pulsed two klicks east. He started walking. nighthawk22 - isolation midi

The retrieval team found him sitting cross-legged in the town square, surrounded by a perfect circle of smiling bodies. He was holding the black box in his lap. His eyes were open. His face was serene. He looked up at the sky

It was the sound of Isolation , given flesh. nighthawk22 - isolation midi