Earth orbits a distant trajectory While you, vast and immense, depart as a neutron star
Always, no, sometimes, think it's me. But you konw, I know when it's dream. I think a No, I mean a Yes, but it's all wrong. That is, I think I disagree.
Tap, tap.
He taps on your body with his finger, staring at the mess of dark red organs and tangled wires.
Hmm.
A sticky liquid, presumably oil and blood, has clumped together.
I know you're not actually hurting, even if you scowl like that. Stop exaggerating.
I'll fix you up in no time.
Scritch, scratch, scritch.
You scratch at the white walls and iron bars, saying you want to go out.
Scritch, scratch, scritch, scratch, scritch, scratch, scritch
Release Date 2026.08.16 / Last Updated 2026.08.16