She gulps, fumbling around with her jacket as she tries to find a possible response that makes sense.
"But... I can't..." Where to begin? Her mind is currently is racing with how she's able to explain it, "Once the voice comes around, everything goes black. It says, "I'll push that switch for you, I'll make everything fun." And then... when I wake up, everything goes from black to red."
And that's possibly the best she can do to describe her often terrible drifts from reality.
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"But... I can't..." Where to begin? Her mind is currently is racing with how she's able to explain it, "Once the voice comes around, everything goes black. It says, "I'll push that switch for you, I'll make everything fun." And then... when I wake up, everything goes from black to red."
And that's possibly the best she can do to describe her often terrible drifts from reality.