woah I'm slipping all over the place!
this reminds me of that one time when my vision went black and I awoke in a dark room, my hands felt wet. I began to walk across the room until I reached a cold, concrete wall which I used to navigate the room hoping for an exit. I soon found a light switch, turned it on, and as my sight adjusted I saw that my hands were not wet, but bloody. my eyes darted around the now dimly lit room, there were corpses on the floor, at least ten, maybe even twenty, did I do this? I stare into a shattered mirror leaning against the dingy wall and I can only think one thing; what have I become?