"I'm in a room... alone with these thoughts... thoughts that aren't even my own... thoughts of many lives before... of Joy... of Sorrow... of pure unadulterated agony... my body isn't even mine anymore... nor do I even recognize this... black... slug like form that feels like it's dissolving into the floor, but not at the same time... I attempted to rest to escape this blinding... deafening reality... And yet... I'm only met with countless eyes that all fell like my own, but not... they all... stare at me... through the blinding waves of every color discovered by man... Like a... twisted... hallucinating fever dream... Is there really no escape? can I be granted peace in here? In my own mind? May I please rest from this never... ending... nightmare?..."
Credits to my vocal cords for the acting! :D (Press V) So if you want a voiceover request, then I can answer :) Slight Epilepsy warning. If you don't like flashing colors: then don't press the green flag. Log: ... Test complete... Now commencing phase 2: "The waiting game."
