Looking out onto these dismal surroundings, you get the feeling your trapped. Not physically, but worse, mentally. The walls of the mind that once bound the dark thoughts have now somewhat been knocked through to reveal a whole new existence, a room where you do not like to find yourself. A self-contained entity of depressive consciousness, there are no windows and only one door, this door leads to where?
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