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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i sure hope that heaven doesn't look like that...
I'm sure it doesn't....
man!!
i loved the blood texture!
nice job..
\o/
yep its like pukeing blood :)
Bloody heaven is hell.
Uhhhh this is heaven? It looks so awesome!