Pretty solid stuff, especially considering the time constraints. Well done!

I like the story telling format. It makes this that much more beautiful. It sets the atmosphere for one to dream out whatever they are really trying to figure out inside. Keep telling stories. I never like music that I can't get carried away listening to. This is beautiful!

Station lounges are always full of longing and desperation, but usually the damned are at least jovial for this small respite between their travels. Most times the house is raucous and the band is jumping. The place wails, and the denizens of 'down and out' forget about tears.

As you wander into the bliss of a soothingly reflective melody; You can't help but feel the weight of the room heave itself upon you. "The gravity here sucks," You mutter under your breathe while passing through scattered huddles of candidly conversing individuals. Every step sticks to the floor more and more until you reach the bar.

Swiveling around to post up in order to gain some bearing; You notice that the dancing area is rowed with chairs, Whilst a hologram maintains the somber reflection of all the things we lost along the way. There are at least 8 fellows well equipped to fell the beasts of the wild standing in an organized row just behind the seating arrangement.

Within the hollows of chair alley; One sad soul sits slumped, seeming to only hold himself up by his hands pressed tight to his face. His elbows are braced firmly to the knee. His tremor of emotion chills you to the core.

The only thing you can think to do is turn around to order a drink, but you can't. You're stuck firm. "This damn heavy gravity!" You bark, as the objects around the room achieve weightlessness...