"Help"
What you're doing isn't helping.
It's just making things worse.
This "help" you call talking
doesn't work, you think I'm a curse
with a spell that needs to be broken, but
I haven't taken any potions.
Your words are driving me insane
I just need some damn space.
I know you're trying to help, but just stop.
Just. Stop.
There's no curse, you just saw a fog that sucked me in.
And when it was lifted, you believed that I was no longer the same.
Your "help" is no serum.
It's bringing the fog back.
You keep doing research to find the solution.
Yet the only thing that happened was that you brought back the pollution.
