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§%/,,,,,,, everything is completely calm and dead ,,,,,,,/%§
£*//-,,,,, silent. it's dark, and warm, and i ,,,,,-//*£
#@£§*%/-,, slowly start to piece together my ,,-/%*§£@#
@§§§*%/-,, consciousness and my body. ,,-/%*§§§@
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§%%/,,,,,, then the fear hits me and i feel ,,,,,,/%%§
##£§*%/-,, acutely sick. something is -wrong-. ,,-/%*§£##
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§§%/,,,,,, there are circles and crosses inscribed ,,,,,,/%§§
##@£§*%/-, all over my vision, pressing in, being ,-/%*§£@##
#@£§*%/-,, almost hostile. i can feel them squirm, ,,-/%*§£@#
##@£*%/-,, their internal logic changing and ,,-/%*£@##
@§%%%%/-,, grinding trenches in my mind. it's like ,,-/%%%%§@
#@£§*%/-,, language, sentences i can't hide from, ,,-/%*§£@#
#@£§*%/-,, forcefully transcribed in my mind, and ,,-/%*§£@#
#@£§*%/-,, doing damage there. ,,-/%*§£@#
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££§*/--,,, then i realize i can't hear anything ,,,--/*§££
##@§*%/-,, because there's something there ,,-/%*§@##
##@£§*/-,, already, droning everything out, a ,,-/*§£@##
§§%//,,,,, rapid melody, almost caustic in it's ,,,,,//%§§
#@£§*%/-,, particular microtonality. ,,-/%*§£@#
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##@§*%/-,, my surroundings are entirely calm. it's ,,-/%*§@##
##@§*%/-,, almost mocking. ,,-/%*§@##
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#@£§*%/-,, i feel helpless, but i must try to ,,-/%*§£@#
§§%-,,,,,, escape. to crawl on the floor searching ,,,,,,-%§§
£*/--,,,,, relief, such is my nature. turning the ,,,,,--/*£
#@£§*%/-,, lights on does nothing... getting ,,-/%*§£@#
#@£§*%/-,, outside does nothing... drinking water ,,-/%*§£@#
#@£§*%/-,, does noting... but time does - after ,,-/%*§£@#
##@£§%/-,, thirty seconds i'm normal again, ,,-/%§£@##
#@£§*%/-,, doubting anything of this happened in ,,-/%*§£@#
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#@£§*%/-,, my eyes are still tense though, scared. ,,-/%*§£@#
##@§*%/-,, i don't know what to make. ,,-/%*§@##
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#@£§*%/-,, but i'm tired. ,,-/%*§£@#
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£§§*%//-,, this can happen if you wander too far, ,,-//%*§§£
#@£§*%/-,, i guess? i shouldn't be so reckless ,,-/%*§£@#
#@£§*%/-,, when dreaming? ,,-/%*§£@#
@££§*%/-,, i imagine a prick on the nose, that's ,,-/%*§££@
§%%/-,,,,, what these are. like you do with a cat ,,,,,-/%%§
#@£§*%/-,, who comes to close to your sandwich... ,,-/%*§£@#
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