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

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

Something died inside of him that day. Watching that man slip away was more than his mind was willing to handle.

The statues were praying – gazing into the dark domed ceiling.

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.