Think of the following quote. 

 “I no longer was afraid. I was overcome by fatigue.

The absent no longer entered our thoughts. One spoke of

them—who knows what happened to them?—but their fate was

not on our minds. We were incapable of thinking. Our senses

were numbed, everything was fading into a fog. We no longer

clung to anything. The instincts of self-preservation, of self-

defense, of pride, had all deserted us. In one terrifying moment of

lucidity, I thought of us as damned souls wandering through the

void, souls condemned to wander through space until the end of

time, seeking redemption, seeking oblivion, without any hope of

finding either” (34).