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

Why did he have to go in there? You don't go into burning houses. He should have known better.

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.

Centuries have passed in vain and I begin to wonder if I will ever be able to see my love again. How much longer can I sustain my life?

I wish I could ask you how much you remember. I don't know if there will be anything left after I consume this drink.