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A smoke detector ran out of battery and it’s beeping and it hurts my head :(

Need a door to another place? : )

I ate a psychologist and I’m trying to torment him in my hallways, but instead he just keeps trying to diagnose me with autism.

Maybe it’s a sign that you need to get help before you continue tormenting people?

… What do you mean by get help?

Psychological help. You can’t deny that you do have all of Michael Shelley’s pain in you

HehehehehehehahahaheheeheheheHAHAHAHAahehehe… That’s funny, Archivist. I am not Michael Shelley, Michael Shelley is dead. I ate him and became him, there is none of me left. Well, not me, because- Yes…. Nothing of him left…

If you’re going to lie to me, do it better. I still remember how the Lonely affected you. He’s still in there somewhere.

No. NO. NO. That’s impossible. Ridiculous. That’s... That’s... But...

Just because you aren’t him doesn’t mean he isn’t in you. When he became you, you took everything of him, and likely some of all your victims. Just try to be open to your new friend, alright?

I told Martin I’ll talk to the therapist. Even though I’m sure he’ll be able to understand nothing about me. Now stop talking to me about this.

you’re lying to yourself, michael

Should that surprise me? I am a being made of lies, after all.

if you want help. if you want to stop hurting, even a little. you have to take some truths.

Fine, I’ll go find the therapist. I bet he’ll just say I’m an incredibly confusing being with no one defined identity or feelings with nothing more happening, like I am. If he hasn’t already lost his mind. Are you happy now?

I ate a psychologist and I’m trying to torment him in my hallways, but instead he just keeps trying to diagnose me with autism.

Maybe it’s a sign that you need to get help before you continue tormenting people?

… What do you mean by get help?

Psychological help. You can’t deny that you do have all of Michael Shelley’s pain in you

HehehehehehehahahaheheeheheheHAHAHAHAahehehe… That’s funny, Archivist. I am not Michael Shelley, Michael Shelley is dead. I ate him and became him, there is none of me left. Well, not me, because- Yes…. Nothing of him left…

If you’re going to lie to me, do it better. I still remember how the Lonely affected you. He’s still in there somewhere.

No. NO. NO. That’s impossible. Ridiculous. That’s... That’s... But...

mind if i come back?

Yes. Don’t you dare bring that horrible… That terrible… Don’t bring the lonely back here. I can easily have you deal with in ways other than eating you. My fingers are very good at stabbing, for one, @tim-the-hot-one-stoker found that out recently.

:(

: )

🙀

you’re lying to yourself, michael

Should that surprise me? I am a being made of lies, after all.

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mind if i come back?

Yes. Don’t you dare bring that horrible… That terrible… Don’t bring the lonely back here. I can easily have you deal with in ways other than eating you. My fingers are very good at stabbing, for one, @tim-the-hot-one-stoker found that out recently.

:(

: )