texts: I'm sure it feels very real to you -- </s> <s> On August 29th 1997 it's going to feel pretty fucking real to you, too!  Anybody not wearing number two million sunblock in gonna have a real bad day, get it? </s> <s> Relax now, Sarah --
labels: You think you're alive and safe, but you're already dead.  Everybody, you, him...  everybody... you're all fucking dead!