080. Diagnosis

[vicodincrutch]

Voice;

I'm going to simplify my confusion into one, and only one, question. The answer, the hard part, is up to you. Be concise.  The amount of focus it takes to write down my own symptoms on a napkin with a pen is tremendous.

And I don't feel much. Cool. Drugs, kids. They're something.

Back to the question: What the hell is going on?

Comments

[eiremagic]

The animals have gone crazy and someone's released some kind of body switching thing on the City.

voice;

[songofdreams.livejournal.com]

...uhm, I'm not sure.

The animals are going insane, and my friend is being taken to the hospital because of... an attack of some sort.

[crimson-intent.livejournal.com]

I would think that obvious by now.

audio;

[thenormalsquint]

Crazy things. You know, the usual here.

[Pause as she can't believe she's going to ask this.]

How are you holding up?

[dr_conscience]

You know, I'm sure we could bring you a small whiteboard.

[voice;]

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

You're hallucinating. None of this is real.

Go back to sleep.

sobbb i may have to backtag atcha ;__;

[as_damaged]

What have you got so far?

sob so very backdated orz

[dr-tightass.livejournal.com]

I see people are answering your question. Care to answer one of mine? Why the hell have you been getting out of bed?

call;

[miss-waldorf.livejournal.com]

[ eeearly in the morning, the phone goes ring ring riiiii~ng ]