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.

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

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.

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

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.