Gezginçi walked across the endless landscape and star-filled sky. How did she get here? Why was she there? She was unsure, but it felt like she was meant to keep wandering. That was until she noticed some kind of entity forming in the distance. Her curiosity was mixed with disappointment, for she had grown accustomed to her solitude.

She approached the being, and her curiosity turned into horror and then, sadness. The entity was a copy of herself. The being gazed into Gezginçi's eyes with deep empathy. It was then that Gezginçi was reminded of her own loneliness; this was just a dream world; she had to return to the waking world. At that moment, Gezginçi realised that her loneliness had never truly left. It had just taken another form, a reminder of her own longing for connection. Still shaken but now aware of why she was there, the world around her dissipated, and the morning sun came through her window. She opened her eyes and for the first time in a while, decided to step outside.