You wake up in the middle of night, holding mobile in hand. It's a little bit nervous, it's a little bit curious... However you look on a screen, you check it a couple of times but there is no chance that you could miss this small envelope in the corner. Silence. You're about to scream, but there is no one to listen to. You know that there is nobody. You hold your mobile, you want to write something, but you can't think of person who would read that... And there is over hundred entries in the memory, one is very special. However everybody sleeps now. It's night and you woke up in its middle. Nobody came to rescue. Loneliness.