His face turned unnaturally, so everyone knows he can't see anything.
A face symbolically without eyes capable of seeing and without a mouth capable of speaking.
In front of him his empty and helpless hand.
It stands on an ephemeral pedestal, with the subtle fear of taking a step towards the unknown that condemns one to immobility.
The emptiness, the loneliness, the belief that no one can help or save you from that inevitable fall.
A few stains of other people's blood that he doesn't even notice or pretends not to notice.
