Lori Poling had always felt like there was a void within her, a dark and foreboding presence that lurked in the shadows of her mind. She tried to fill this emptiness with the comforts of daily life, but no matter how hard she tried, the feeling persisted.

It started with small things. She would find herself standing in front of a blank wall, staring at it as if waiting for answers to appear. She would forget appointments, and remember them only when she was halfway there. She would have conversations with people, only to realize she had no idea what they were talking about.

As time passed, the void within her grew louder. She began to question her own identity, her purpose in life. She felt like a ghost, existing in a world that was not her own. She wondered if she was truly Lori Poling, or if someone else had taken her place.

Desperate for answers, she turned to the one place she knew she could find them: the depths of her own mind. She closed her eyes, and let her thoughts drift into the void. What she found there was a labyrinth of corridors, each one leading deeper into the darkness.

With each step, she felt herself changing. Her memories began to blur, and her sense of self grew more distorted. She was no longer sure who she was, or what she wanted. She was lost in the void, and she didn’t know how to find her way back.

The question echoed in her mind: who is Lori Poling?