It's hard to say how you got here, walking down this empty street at 11:55 PM. What isn't hard to say, on the other hand, is that you're certainly, undeniably, hopelessly lost. As the true circumstances set in, you begin to panick. Why are you here? How did you get here? Where are you? Why can't you remember?
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Do You Know Da Wae?
SaggisticaYou walk a lonely road, the only one that you've ever known. Down these seemingly empty streets, is your shadow TRULY the only thing that walks beside you?
