what happened to me? where did I get lost? when? when did the wolves kidnap me? i keep asking myself what happened. i’ve even asked you and i know you love me. i keep crying and whining, sitting in this fucking chair in this fucking room in this fucking circle, bitting my own tail again and again. i don’t know where to begin. i don’t know what to say, what to breath, what to...
This game induces a kind of hypnosis. Winning is hardly important. But, time...