I don't know. A thick fog keeps my brain from thinking clearly. I can feel something ambushing my brain. I feel like-I feel like millions of tiny people are stabbing my brain with pitchforks. I don't know. What are those? I can't focus my vision. The bright lights are stealing my eyes. All I see are blurry beings hovering over me. I don't know. Are they humming? I hear something but I can't pinpoint the origin of the sound. Everything sounds like they're being repressed by clouds. I don't know. I hear someone screaming. And crying? I felt...the same way after I fell off the roof. Is that it-Did I fall off the roof again? I don't know. AHH. There's the pain again. Why won't it stop? How do I make it stop? Rust? I smell rust coming from somewhere. Where? Am I turning into rust? Or maybe it's the blood streaming down the side of my face. Or the rivers Kool-Aid flooding over me. I don't know. I feel ants slithering throughout my body. Why can't I move? But what is going on-Why is-Where is-STOP. STOP IT. There's too much going on. My head Is on fire. I can't stand it. I feel my brain splintering piece by piece. I need...I need silence. I need silence. I don't know.