You sit alone in your padded room, your arms held by cloth barriers. Your ribs are badly bruised, some maybe broken. The doctors say you must have went crazy last night in your old room, throwing yourself against walls and somehow puncturing yourself. The footage of your room shows that you ripped some of your teeth out and stabbed yourself with them. But, you know thats not what happened. It got inside your head. You remember the inky darkness that flooded in through your eyes and mouth, even through your ears. You remember what it said before it took over your mind and body, before it covered your soul in its dark insanity. You remember how its voice sounded. The silence before an explosion. The sound of a quiet sob. The sound of a silent scream. "I've been waiting. Now here it begins."
