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[dolorous_sensei]

You see Walt with a tray of food. But he's not in the cafetaria this time, he's sitting under a tree in the field outside of Alhambra base.. He removes his glasses and crunches his eyes with his right hand, before calmly arguing an empty spot.

"Can't you guys leave me alone for a while? I'm trying to eat here?"

He then sighs, and stares at his heavily bandaged left hand for a long time.

Before grabbing a fork and stabbing his left hand violently.

Comments

[dolorous_sensei]

Of course I have. According to them, they're just weird tumours, and not connected to anything else inside my body. According to them these eyes shouldn't effect me in any ways. But I know those white coats are wrong, I just know it.

That's why none of the antipsychotics that they gave me works. Because they're not hallucinations. These eyes are making me see things.

And not only that...

[prismphantom]

[Okay... now this is just starting to sound like the most bizarre thing ever. And considering the little foray into La Gias... that's saying something.]

What else?

[dolorous_sensei]

I know it shouldn't be possible, but I can just feel it. They're watching too, seeing. For who though, I don't know.