Its interesting how the human mind works. We would find as many excuses as possible to prevent us from believing. We all have experiences that defies all things that are real, however; we choose to not believe in them. Why is that? What if a love one of yours, is stuck in a position where they cant help themselves and have to rely on others to care for them? And what if where they are at, is what you define as a rational concept of fiction?

When will you choose to believe? More importantly, when will you choose to leave your own concept of reality?

This is…The Room of Death.