Comments on self
Day... zero?
Why am I here? Why am I here? Why am I here? WHY AM I HERE?!
How did I get in here?
Yes, I would like to play a game.
She must've misunderstood me…
What is this strange place where people ‘come out’ of Boxes and night never comes?
How can I be thinking of food at a time like this?
No food, huh? And even if they had food, I have no money to buy it… Maybe, if…
But it is real!
Is this a dream? Can all this be real? Why?
How can we, Humans, be so… so… automatic? It is disgusting!
Does this Carnival have no end? Did it have a beginning?
So, where does this machine get its fuel? Here, there is no food, there is no water and there is no place to sleep. However, I seem to be the only one here, who needs to eat, drink and sleep… Where am I and why am I here?
Finally, some very welcomed variation. I was going mad of seeing trees and marble alleys everywhere.
I found the Gates.