Melancholy

The fiberglass walls were dyed black, and thus the light which came from the sun that streaked during the day was tainted as such whenever the rays passed through and shined inside the dark abode of the Overall. He was sitting on his chair, laid back and eyes opened wide. He held in his right hand a piece of paper, on that piece of paper were names, and those names were unknown to him.

From the time he awoke and up until the present day, he has seen much development of events that make no sense whatsoever but make up the reality he is in. If a normal human-being were he, he would have descended into madness the moment he awoke and realized the reality of the situation he was in.