Echoes Of Madness.

'How?... How long has it been?' His thoughts were a swirling maelstrom of confusion, a tempest of uncertainty. In this otherworldly realm, everything appeared to lack meaning, a puzzle with pieces scattered by a malevolent force. His grasp on reality slipped, like grains of sand through trembling fingers.

He clasped his ears, fingers digging into his head, desperate to stifle the unending chant that clawed at his sanity, like a relentless tide eroding the shore. True madness was an unveiled mask, showing its hideous visage.

"Nobody would ever embrace you for who you are, you're nothing but a weight, a burden!" The doppelgangers' words echoed, each syllable a poison-tipped arrow aimed at his heart. They swarmed around him, an onslaught of malicious echoes.

His eyes squeezed shut, hands pressing harder against his ears, as his screams mingled with the cacophonous tumult. The last threads of sanity slipped away like water through a sieve. 'How much longer can I endure this?' he wondered,