Remember, Broken Crayons Colour Too

Shannet's voice echoes in the darkness. As she wanders the empty streets, memories begin to haunt her. The threatening stream of thoughts pulls Shannet into an endless tunnel. Trapped in the horrifying reminiscences, the noise transforms into music. She is playing the violin; she is alive. Shannet finds herself in front of a motionless carousel, waiting. She smiles as her friends join her. Together with them, Shannet stands still in silence.