Gale hangs suspended in the heart of an unending void. A black abyss stretches in every direction, devoid of light, sound, or any sensation beyond the gnawing ache in his weary bones. His ragged breaths echo faintly in the oppressive silence, the only reminder that he still clings to existence. His body, a tapestry of scars and wounds, bears the weight of countless eons of torment. His eyes, swollen shut from relentless abuse, offer no escape from the suffocating darkness.