To the ones who have come to a realization:

No one can save you,

Welcome.

I am not afraid to believe that I am Forsaken. I have overstayed. I would even go so far as to say, “I have borrowed the life of another.” And now, I feel them calling. They would like me removed from this existence. They torture me with thoughts and visions of things done, and; given the current situation of this Realm, Gory visions of what is to come. The voices combined with illusions of reality are scattered fragments inside my mind. What is real?

The level playing field is upon Humanity. The question will be posed to each and every living being, “What will a human entity resort to in order to survive the Horrors bestowed upon us by those who have lost their way?“

How to escape the pain, despair, starvation, and mental anguish? How to escape financial ruin? How to escape the forthcoming perils of the morbid and unforgiving penalties of aging? The inevitable stroke or heart attack? The ailments? The futility of hope? The dismemberment of society?

Being totally alone?

The Thought Police?

All will get their time in Room 101.