Hey. How ya Doin? I'm just sitting here. As the Clock Ticks Away. Waiting for Death. Hey. Are you still here? Do you want to wait with me? Well, it's gonna be a while before... Something of past times. Why... Am I still here, Even though that I'll...Never just be satisfied...With what I create? Is there something wrong with my brain? Do I need to go back inside? Do I need to just go away and let this account die a final time? Am I going Crazy, crazy, crazy? It all seems so Hazy, hazy, hazy.