If normal is what you’re looking for, my dear, you would not like it here. Still, doesn’t mundane make you sick? I could always fill the empty space inside your head with far more verve. In the midnights when everyone is fast asleep. Unraveling what was buried within. Say, I could help you find yourself. Or make you even more lost in the maze of your mind. Now ready your candle, for the story is about to begin.
Don’t let the nightmares follow you after.