Better to be a spirit with the earth beneath you than a corpse pinned tight by the weight of the world.

Better to be a spirit with the earth beneath you than a corpse pinned tight by the weight of the world.

I helped you because you're new, and because when there's two people in a cell then there's only a fifty percent chance they'll take you.

But nobody can run from their own demons.

That mush plays havoc downstairs, you know?

As soon as reality breaks, as soon as we're separated from the phsical world, the cracks begin to appear in our minds. And through them seeps the madness that has always been there, flowing into your skull like a liquid nightmare.

The human mind is a powerful thing in many ways, but in others it's endlessly fragile—it takes only a single moment of pure terror to tear a hole in it, like a finger through a cobweb, leaving you forever just a shadow, a half-person.