Solitude can perhaps be endured, but staring at the unchanging surroundings, the repetitious buildings, the silent streets, and the endless road.
Julius Reed's mood was somewhat stirred.
If it were an ordinary person in such an environment, they might go mad within a day.
No sound, no people, only oneself.
Being in such an environment is incredibly anxiety-inducing!
The brain releases hormones that can easily drive a person insane.
The scariest part is, no one knows how long such an environment will last.
"Each day feels like a year," perfectly describes this scenario.
Time in this situation seems to flow very slowly.
Julius Reed walked into a pastry shop, which was still empty.
He picked up a pastry from the counter and threw it into his mouth, chewing.
But the pastry had no taste whatsoever.
It was as tasteless as wax.
Julius Reed picked up another pastry and tasted it.
Again, no taste at all.
