why are you just staring at me with the haunted expression deep in your eyes?
can you even hear me? do i have a voice?
am i crazy?
yes i am, that must be it. the ramblings of a mad woman who can no longer tell fantasy from reality. the fabrics that kept the two seperate for so long have now merged into one and i can't tell the difference. the walls are shifting the floor is creaking.
whispers... can you hear them?
i hear someone... do you hear it?
shhhhh.... listen...
stop smiling at me like that... have you no decency?
fine i'll just turn the light off and i won't see you anymore..
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