John

So... He lost something there at the beginning. It says, since I've had the news, the lights left for my life, I don't feel at home in this world anymore. And then he begins to vomit after the voice is heard. I also like that the voice is capitalized every time it shows up, like it's a proper noun. Um, and now he's personified it as a her.

So... He lost something there at the beginning. It says, since I've had the news, the lights left for my life, I don't feel at home in this world anymore. And then he begins to vomit after the voice is heard. I also like that the voice is capitalized every time it shows up, like it's a proper noun. Um, and now he's personified it as a her.

So... He lost something there at the beginning. It says, since I've had the news, the lights left for my life, I don't feel at home in this world anymore. And then he begins to vomit after the voice is heard. I also like that the voice is capitalized every time it shows up, like it's a proper noun. Um, and now he's personified it as a her.

So I could be off, but it sounds like he lost a loved one, right? Um, Because he says waiting for a message to invalidate the sense of loneliness since I got the news. So perhaps like a loved one side and now like a woman or like a romantic figures being personified at the bottom of this cave that he's traveling to. Yeah.

So I could be off, but it sounds like he lost a loved one, right? Um, Because he says waiting for a message to invalidate the sense of loneliness since I got the news. So perhaps like a loved one side and now like a woman or like a romantic figures being personified at the bottom of this cave that he's traveling to. Yeah.

So I could be off, but it sounds like he lost a loved one, right? Um, Because he says waiting for a message to invalidate the sense of loneliness since I got the news. So perhaps like a loved one side and now like a woman or like a romantic figures being personified at the bottom of this cave that he's traveling to. Yeah.

abnormal about even the throw up it doesn't even seem that he's like throwing up a human amount or like it's just his bile coming up it's like there's a thing in it like there's extra yeah there's a something about like the red flags and now he can't look at it he has it down to a science stuff like that it's like it's like he's physically sick but in a supernatural sense if he doesn't do what the voice wants him to

abnormal about even the throw up it doesn't even seem that he's like throwing up a human amount or like it's just his bile coming up it's like there's a thing in it like there's extra yeah there's a something about like the red flags and now he can't look at it he has it down to a science stuff like that it's like it's like he's physically sick but in a supernatural sense if he doesn't do what the voice wants him to

abnormal about even the throw up it doesn't even seem that he's like throwing up a human amount or like it's just his bile coming up it's like there's a thing in it like there's extra yeah there's a something about like the red flags and now he can't look at it he has it down to a science stuff like that it's like it's like he's physically sick but in a supernatural sense if he doesn't do what the voice wants him to

Right. I linger at the threshold between the sun and the dark for a moment longer than a standard blink. I lie and tell myself that there's nothing left for me here. I feel the magnetic pull calling me deeper. But still, I hesitate. Should I check my messages and see who is trying to reach me? No, I want to conserve the batteries.

Right. I linger at the threshold between the sun and the dark for a moment longer than a standard blink. I lie and tell myself that there's nothing left for me here. I feel the magnetic pull calling me deeper. But still, I hesitate. Should I check my messages and see who is trying to reach me? No, I want to conserve the batteries.

Right. I linger at the threshold between the sun and the dark for a moment longer than a standard blink. I lie and tell myself that there's nothing left for me here. I feel the magnetic pull calling me deeper. But still, I hesitate. Should I check my messages and see who is trying to reach me? No, I want to conserve the batteries.

It looks dark in the mines, and I always have had a fear of the dark.

It looks dark in the mines, and I always have had a fear of the dark.

It looks dark in the mines, and I always have had a fear of the dark.

thought stirs up a memory from my childhood when i was six every few weeks i would creep into my parents room in the dark at the night stand by my mom's side of the bed i was too scared to sleep in the dark of my own room and too terrified to wake her and disappoint her by telling her that i'm afraid falling asleep as a result i would stand by her side of the bed and hope that she wakes up on her own and asks me what's wrong so i don't have to feel like i'm bothering her

thought stirs up a memory from my childhood when i was six every few weeks i would creep into my parents room in the dark at the night stand by my mom's side of the bed i was too scared to sleep in the dark of my own room and too terrified to wake her and disappoint her by telling her that i'm afraid falling asleep as a result i would stand by her side of the bed and hope that she wakes up on her own and asks me what's wrong so i don't have to feel like i'm bothering her

thought stirs up a memory from my childhood when i was six every few weeks i would creep into my parents room in the dark at the night stand by my mom's side of the bed i was too scared to sleep in the dark of my own room and too terrified to wake her and disappoint her by telling her that i'm afraid falling asleep as a result i would stand by her side of the bed and hope that she wakes up on her own and asks me what's wrong so i don't have to feel like i'm bothering her

Sometimes I would stand there for what felt like hours waiting for her to save me from my paralysis of that indecision. That immediately sounds like something you did as a kid.

Sometimes I would stand there for what felt like hours waiting for her to save me from my paralysis of that indecision. That immediately sounds like something you did as a kid.