In the end you close your eyes and imagine you’re in a room and that room is full of people.
These people seem relatively happy for the most part, content and smiling.
You can see them all in great detail as you wander around; the textures and patterns of their clothing, the colour of their eyes and the pleasant fragrances of their perfumes.
Imagine there is a mirror on the far side of the room- it’s quite grand.
The reflections are held together with a rich, colourful frame, but nobody pays the mirror any mind.
You walk towards the mirror, bemused and wondering why no-one has stopped to look into it.
Now you stand before the great looking glass at the far side of the room.
“It’s empty!” you say, hoping someone in the room hears you and backs up your claim, but nobody does.
You take a step back into the silence, you close your eyes and you imagine that you’re in a room and that room is full of people.