[The potion tastes like cold and sharpness, but nothing seems to happen …
Paranoia builds slowly, subtly, twisting the words and intentions of those around you, no matter how much you care about them. Fear, too, begins to rise — you see flickers in the corner of your eyes, and you know they’re there, you know they’re real, no matter what anybody tries to tell you.
By the start of the fourth round, you will find yourself suffering hyperrealistic hallucinations of your worst fears.]
[ The stars and darkness around him becomes a faceless screaming male voice in his ears, and all he sees is blood and his most important humans crying, covered in it. ]
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Re: TURN IN
Drink, and earn your keys.
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> Drink liquid
> Regret not being a robot for this horseshit ]
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Paranoia builds slowly, subtly, twisting the words and intentions of those around you, no matter how much you care about them. Fear, too, begins to rise — you see flickers in the corner of your eyes, and you know they’re there, you know they’re real, no matter what anybody tries to tell you.
By the start of the fourth round, you will find yourself suffering hyperrealistic hallucinations of your worst fears.]
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Nobody loves me.
Nobody can love me.
And all I can do is destroy and kill. I do not have a soul. I am trash. TRASH. TRASH. ]
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Yes?
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I did it. That's all I can do.
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