i'm terrified of these four walls.

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[it's normally kind of quiet when it's this early, so he's just at a table, eating some toast. normal, normal... but there's something echoing in his ear and he looks back quickly. --there it is again! he can hear it. that voice. he's standing and looking around wildly, most probably knocking things over in his way. he can't see, it's all dark and there's toxic ooze on the floor--]

What--?

[ooc; don't you hate it when you've gone like, five years without the flu and then you get pneumonia? someone's been sane for quite a while and everyone deserves a little outbreak.]