he was hunched up in a corner clearing having a full blown mental breakdown, he had no memory of who he was before or how he even got here, he just knew that he didn’t belong here. The narrator lady was slowly driving him mad as she narrated about a type of drug called Timoral that slowly made people worse… that’s all he had been taking for the last few days… weeks…? He’s lost track of time… the voice cuts off he slowly gets up and walks over to the door…