Hey! There is somebody out there in the valley.
Do you see me??
Do you see the tumbler? Come visit us. We're bored! We're restless! We're scared!
He walks on, merely a shadow of reality. Does he see me the same way?
The building is nearly gone. Have I been here so long? It seems like only a moment. The weeds grow only there. Why? There is no sun. Why do the weeds grow anyway?
The tumbler winked again. I'm sure of it. I wonder what I might find if I had the strength to walk to where she hangs and stare up at her.
She'd probably piss her leotards and let it drip down on my soul.