The next day flew by in a blur. All of us around the base were quiet. Real quiet. Yet I knew, on the inside, for all of us, we still heard the screaming. The shooting. The wet sounds of blood spilling from innocent bodies. There was red on our minds and behind our shut eyes.

I think that by this point, I’m the only person left on this earth. Well, the only normal person, that is.

Komorebi is a Japanese word, which describes the light filtered through forest trees. In this series, you will meet a long line of people who, for one reason or another, are unable to see the light through the trees. They are all lost, depleted, at the ends of their proverbial rope. In summation, they are all preparing to end their own lives. What are their reasons? And are they justified? Find out here, in Explanation for the Concerned.