an office room stands empty its rows of desks like gravestones in a field the computer screens are dark the chairs are cold and hard this is a place where dreams go to die there is no life here no laughter or love only the sound of silence and the memories of what could have been this is a place where hopes are crushed and ambitions are left to rot it's a soulless place where the only thing that thrives is the never - ending cycle of despair 