“I woke up.
And the radio at my bedside spat out the ever-worsening news:
Satan’s in the White House!
Reboot to the sound of a violent fart at a pretentious dinner party.
Let it pass.
I want to wake up again.
I couldn’t save you, my lovely.
I cannot save myself.
It’s coming to get me…”
Cevin Key: 15th Shade (The Ghost of Each Room)
3 years ago