Eventually I stopped seeing people. My mind began to twist in a grey way. Watched the repeating elements of every sincere face, every imposed value and subjective demand for structured normality. I wasn't seeing people. I saw animals, card board cut outs, cartoon characters...and monsters.
Terry has a problem and it's not something so easily evident as a smile on his face. He's been wandering for awhile in the forest unsure what he's even looking for. It's what he finds that begins something new, something unimaginable.
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