The Last Days have begun. Empty, quiet areas are covered with dense fog, the grey, dead fields are coated with cold frost. Occasionally, tiny snowflakes fall from a sky that has not been visible for ages, which through the infinite grey fog looks like an endless desolate ocean. The once magnificent buildings are now the ruins of a long extinct species that has begun its own extinction. Where there used to be no room for silence, there is now endless emptiness. An infinite dark calmness. It is SECLUSION, the beauty of Ioneliness.