I watch as the rooftop peels away, chaos descending upon everyone below. The stars above flicker and fade, and I feign concern, though truly indifferent—just like everyone else, always have been, always will be. Control slips through my fingers, clothes torn and frayed, teeth clenched in futile resistance. It all lingers for as long as it can, but I cannot, I will not come to terms with it. This reality—so unyielding and relentless—is something I simply refuse to accept.