Vent

A young man with light hair and a fur-collared jacket sits on the floor in a library, screaming in distress as he clutches his head, then looks up with a pained expression, followed by a close-up of his eyes, before the scene cuts to a black screen with the word "Useless" and then "Cant do anything right," ending with a figure standing on a path in a dark, abstract landscape with the text "And he'll go over to that side."