Alex decided to wait for them to return to save him from this waste land, pondering where they were or even if they were alive. He attempted to find a way out-- no success. He couldn't comprehend what was happening asking himself questions: "What happened to this place? Where's everybody? Did I die or...?" He wastes so much time, hours had passed, then days, weeks, months, then years has gone by. And ye he still stands in this empty world around him, not a single question he had was even answered.
"Did I do something wrong to deserve this?... I knew I made so many mistakes b-but I can't understand why--"
He couldn't even find a way to answer a question, what was the point of speaking at all? He pondered some more, just struggling to survive in the empty void. As all this time passed he was losing his mind, he wanted someone-- anyone at all to talk to him. He had no more tears to shed, he was already miserable enough. And no one will hear him scream or shout.
His nature began to