He is resting from this non real life now. Let him be free.

Where are you? And why aren't we friends anymore?

I'm going to miss you Bryan, take care.

Tío, relájate, es todo por el puto LSD

screaming voices in the night, voices in my head, flames shoot out of the faucets, the walls are closing in, the books on the shelf started talking, you run out the door but the doors are slamming, dont take the elevator its raining blood, you are trapped in this maze, you are prey for my mind games. You are a victim now

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⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠛⠁⠄⠄⠄⣠⣶⣶⣶⣶⣶⣦⣄⠈⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠋⠄⠄⠄⠄⢀⣠⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠃⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢺⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽⠭⣹⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠁⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢸⣿⣿⣿⣶⣿⣤⣿⣿⣿⣷⠤⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢨⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⡯⢽⣧⣴⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠆⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢿⣿⣿⡿⠋⠉⠁⠈⠙⠘⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⡏⠁⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠈⠉⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠘⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣷⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿
⠿⠟⠋⠁⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⡀⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿
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