Is this thought?
Has to be, can’t be asking a question without thought.
I’m thinking again. I think that stopped for a while. I think. I think. I think. Why does this feel so good, so strange, no…
No. You’ve got it wrong. This doesn’t feel like anything.
Nothing, there’s nothing. I’m not feeling anything. Oh god.
Say it, Spyder, it’s not real unless you say it.
Exactly why I’m not gonna say it!
Say it, Spyder.
I’m dead, aren’t I?
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