vanishes under sunlight.

Empty shells stuffed with untrue, unnatural fillings just so that others wouldn't know that they're empty. The pain, the unforgiving pain, stings every now and then. Probably the stupid idea of getting rid of it is nothing but an attempt in vain. The temporal injection of hollowness is to be overcome, but it spreads too fast it's impossible to handle. The walls are breathing without him knowing. IMH.