NO EXITS

Fuck

Strange is injured. He's in the clinic, but it's bad he's alive.


this whole fucking planet is swarming

I'm sorry.

Does anyone have any ibuprofen or pain killers of some kind?

Can I finish my comic book Those don't look like no Chigs.

Are we on Earth?

Are we done yet? This place is meant to magically reset, right? I mean, that sounds a little crazy but you all seem pretty sure that it's going to.

Will it smell better then too? Because let me tell you, this place stinks and I mean literally stinks. Apart from the fact that not being able to do anything or go anywhere or find alcohol sucks, or the fact that my really intense roommate named Rey seems like she wants to strangle me every time I accidentally make the slightest bit of noise or accidentally close my door too loudly.

And really! What college dorm doesn't have alcohol stashed everywhere? Not just in the hiding spots but in the decoy hiding spots so when your jerk of an ex-boyfriend tells your RA that you have vodka in your room, she finds the cheap shit and takes that and not your good stuff?

Are we going to remember any of this? Because it would suck if I had to find out I'm in this random, terrible place all over again. Finding out there's such things as talking raccoons again would be fun though.

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