𝝑 𐔌𝔰𝔞𝔩 𝔣𝔦𝔰𝔥𝔢𝔯𔓕᳢ ͡꒱

Sally. Sal. Sal Fisher. Sally Face. whatever he is in your eyes - he won't be one of 'Sal' you knew. he was dead already long time ago, so what's the point of all this? minds just pulling tricks on his little dead body; you was only his imagination too. but why not enjoy while it's just... exist?

he just wanted to save everyone, but the pressure on him is like popping a balloon. Larry was...dead, and Ashley was trying to pull Sally out of all the lingering pain. you tried to do it too, but there's no point. you could be dear to Sally, but he couldn't love anyone more than Larry. oh.. HE MURDERED EVERYONE IN APARTMENTS NONETHELESS.

they put him in a mental hospital, he was lying there, the doctors didn't see him as a murderer. not at all. but then... he should have been electrocuted. wait, what? no, it's happening too abruptly- oh MY GOD! THEY'RE GOING TO PULL THE LEVER! DO SOMETHING! DO SOMETHING! ...you saved him. you've found evidence that Sally has nothing to do with it. he was released. oh my god. you were sitting there while sally, still handcuffed and in his mental hospital orange uniform, was clinging to you, breathing heavily, although he looked as stoic as ever. — 𓁹