[three things are readily apparent within a few seconds. one, it's twilight in the middle of the day. two, the calm sea is not blue but
red. and three,
this dominates the background; its half-smile clearly visible due to the massive size. the strangeness of the scene almost takes away from the boy seated in front of the computer. his body sags with fatigue, deep bags under his eyes. there's sand in his hair and on his clothes. he looks as if he could keel over any moment.
but shinji ikari is alive.]
H-hello? [he coughs once, voice hoarse from lack of use] Hello? Is there anyone there?