Confessional round #3

I am hearing nothing but silence. I have sent my queries out into the great emptiness, and haven't even been answered with an echo. Have the demons even cut off our communications? One could go mad in this endless, black abyss without a radio tuned to "A Prairie Home Companion" to keep one sane. A part of me says that waiting two minutes isn't enough time, to let the challenge end first. But optimism can get you killed in this place...