Interlude SELF. PITY.2

[Intro] [Style: Minimalist, Heartbeat Monitor Sound, Distorted Piano] [Whispers, Panned Left and Right] Is anyone listening? (No...) Is anyone watching? (No...) [Spoken, Tired Voice] The madness wasn't the enemy. The madness was the only thing keeping me warm. Now the fire is out. And the cold... is singing to me. [Sound of a wind-up music box starting slowly] Hush now... The darkness is hungry. [Fade into Part 2] [Transition] Part 2