Paint the man, cut the lines, cut the flesh, watch the blood spill – let it come!

There is no shame in using a parasol in the desert. As it happens, it's imperative to your survival!

Optimism is a most hopeless feeling, but I must retain it.

The faint glow escaped my fingers and began to spark brightly and spirit me away. Unlocking alien memories of spiralling towers, endless deserts, and impossible geometry.

One last thing, a shadow is following you. It's a living nightmare – breaking down reality. I have tried everything and there is no way to fight back. You need to escape it as long as you can.