Mental madness, misery, guilt, physical neglect; it all came like a whirlwind as I crawled around in the darkness, searching for my sanity. I had barricaded myself in the cold bedroom of the condemned building. The demons danced on the surface my mind, bringing with them the illusion of peace in a small rock that my body craved for. It was hell dressed like heaven at the end of my glass pipe. It promised to rescue me from all that tormented...