
Set in Paris in the early twentieth century, the narrator, a benevolent yet fretful gentleman had an existence of rumination and questioning his reality. He doubted his sanity and whether he had an affliction to paranoia. It was a concoction of neurosis, which affected his composition. He had clashed with his anxieties for most of his lifetime, but when Eliza absconds he swiftly descends altogether into madness. As time progressed no remedy seemed to cure his ailment of mental exhaustion, which deepened like a cave that has been weather-beaten relentlessly by venomous waves.