It knows that I know it’s in the room. And it’s seeping into me and it’s getting in my eyes and I can feel it clogging my head and sneaking in between synapses. Suddenly I feel like a clock whose inner machinery has been clogged with cotton and I can’t think I can’t think and I’m trying and trying but it’s like trying to swim through concrete.

And I can’t breathe and all around me and inside me it’s laughing, it’s just laughing and laughing, echoing hundred of times over, bouncing off of the surfaces inside my head and oh it’s all I can hear and I can’t THINK I can’t THINK .

It’s grabbing ahold of my mind and it’s all I can do to try and keep my thoughts in a straight line but it’s there and all around and OH I can’t THINK and I feel disjointed and distant and is this even real? Is this even happening?

I can’t think I can’t think icantthinkthinkTHINK. I CAN ’T.

All I know is that laughing, that

LAUGHING

and it’s all around me and there’s oh, there’s nothing to hold on to

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