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for example, in my house: saying ‘ew’ in a monotone voice, slapping your leg and saying “iiiiiii know it!” and the other person replies “well that’s just it.”

Watch: Kristen Bell opens up about the mental health double standard and how she manages her own struggle.

he got the CO detector out, saw that it was in dangerous levels (there was a problem with an underground parkade in his building, iirc), calmly went “shit”, and went to the hospital. If he didn’t get that advice, he would most likely be dead now.

The best part? He didn’t get a webcam app or anything. He just made a folder, called it Webcam, and called it a night in his carbon monoxide induced delirium.

In the story of that historical incident, the 1921 “Mrs. H” account, they experienced many of what we think of as the really classic signs of a haunting. Aside from moving into a run down, semi-creepy house – that’s how these stories always start, right? – they experienced things like mysterious noises as if someone was violently rearranging the furniture in the middle of the night. They heard voices, felt as if they were being watched or followed, heard tapping in the walls. And it was as if there were ghosts acting on them physically: shaking the bed, holding them down, yanking away the sheets. “Mrs. H” sees ghostly figures sitting at the foot of her bed, and describes them in detail. And it all turns out to be a carbon monoxide leak: the furnace is fixed, and the haunting immediately comes to an end.

What’s scariest about carbon monoxide IMO, and what’s really illustrated by that reddit story, is how quickly and thoroughly carbon monoxide poisoning can just disconnect you from reality. You think you’re taking appropriate action and thinking clearly and remaining essentially yourself, while half of what you’re doing, pretty much all of what you’re experiencing, turns out to be sheer hallucination. It has to seem so real on every level, but none of it is. It’s scary to think how easily our entire perception of the world can just be wrong, and we have absolutely no concept of it.

Every so often I’ll suddenly remember his reappearance in Ruin and Rising. You know, when he plays sniper in the goddamn tree like some kind of magnificent Phoenix king….and I just…get so GOD DAMMNED HAPPY?????? Like I never remember his specific words except for when he says and he’s a gorgeous motherfucker blah blah blah….

It’s like you know who it is as soon as it starts and you just want to flip every table in your home screaming IMPROBABLE at the top of your lungs while singing the ravkan national anthem.

Idek man. Just.