Binaural beats play in a dark room. A backpack slouches on the floor as though thrown without a care. Crash slumps down and rests his back against the bed. His teary eyes are closed shut. After therapy, the teen finds himself in a regressive state. Crash's mind circles around a grave sense of doubt. 'Why am I…here?'

Crash picks up his phone. While scrolling through a list of songs, he selects Blutengel's "Cry Little Sister." In an attempt to alleviate the pain, the teen prefers to ...