Bedtime

...and one day, when our kind have fought our battles and run our course, they will be left, once again, to sit with their children at night and tell... humantales.

The Elevator

With guilded doors
to unamed floors
Hoping for the heavens
This elevator we ride

The slow moving gears
calmed all of our fears
Enjoying the view on
This elevator we ride

The cables felt strong
and nothing seemed wrong
And we closed our eyes on
This elevator we ride

Higher and higher
Out of water and fire
Eight hands held the sides of
This elevator we ride

Now reaching the top...
an unknown stop
Pushing the last button on
This elevator we ride

Could it be...
The final floor?
(no)
I weap for we...

fall through...




the trap...










door

The Basics

Based on what I've seen...You can't base anything on what you see.