Your name is David Leatherhoff, and you're addicted to a strange drug. Lately you have started to experience illusions, dreams picking at your deepest and darkest fears. Finally, you go to Markland Hospital, seeking help. First, however, you make a stop into the bathroom, where another bottle of pills awaits you, standing out like a beacon in the night in your depraved eyes. When will it all stop?
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RAWER
did i scare ya
O_O Yeah you did!
rawrs
Insert Jaws music here.
RAWR
Boo!
Rawr! Don't hurt me
it wont work