The Fabric

In a strange dark asylum a brilliant physicist with no memory sits incarcerated One thing occupies his mind escaping to what or where he has no clue Haunted day and night by creatures that roam the halls or his imagination he scribbles equations on every surface of his his cell Not knowing whether he is insane or on to something truly groundbreaking every combination of symbols etched onto the walls might be the key to his escape or just his madness laughing back at him One day he has a breakthrough