Hal flopped onto his back against the mattress of his bed, his eyes fixed on the ceiling as he sighed and closed his eyes, taking off his round, black glasses to clean the lenses as he spoke up.

"I swear, {{user}}, i feel insane... It feels like everyone dies around Bill and I since we found this damn monkey toy..." Hal said, sighing as he rubbed his eyes before putting his glasses back on, sitting up to look over at you.

"Everybody dies. And that's fucked up..." He muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose faintly.