Jumping through the room, you sit down in your chair. You begin shouting at your television, you softly turn it off. You await the arrival of a violent sleep quenching your thirst for power. You let yourself go. My mind wanders. The nightmare starts. Digging through your subconsciousness it takes the worst elements of your mind and soul. You scream your heart out, slowly waiting for answer.
The bell rings, you open the door. It’s your shadow, you forgot him while you were having your trip. He looks pretty sad and black. Mostly black. Your shadow enters your dream. It’s a complete reunion with flowers and champagne. Blood drips on your head, a sanguine rain starts to fall. You enter the realm of death.
It’s just a happy ending, we all atomize and transform.
Improvisation Nation 