Vox Mentis

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Unfortunately my tablet pen is borked. I will make up for the lack of pictures with lurid prose. I'll be able to update more consistently too.

What - I don't-

"Simple question, Nick. Why'd you do it?"

Do what do what what what-

"Borderline. As in, borderline on about eight different sets. I'd be guessing."

I don't know what you mean I've never done- I swear I've never- only do what I'm told- what I have to- never done anything except except this one time I knew a girl-

"There."

"Yeah. Yeah, okay."

Hand over mouth.

Pressure intensifying. Sucking.

Pulling out your eyeball.

No: Needle, withdrawing.

Shrieking, possibly.

Then the pain is gone. Hands pull you upward. You can't see. You weep for your poor mistreated eyeball. But it's still there. It's still there.

Blurry shapes loom in fog. "What," you say.

"Cograph mecidity niten colense," says the taller shape. "Hop on one foot."