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The only thing I can say is that I'm lost. Lost in the ecoing hallways of the labryinth in my mind. Someone, anyone. Help me. Can you hear me? I don't know if you can. I don't know anything right now. I'm in Inception, and the top keeps spinning, but when I turn and look back it's fallen, only to start spinning the next time I see it. My hand is extended, but arrows keep me at bay. Whether they be dipped in truth or lies I don't know, but I've taken my leap of faith, and come up short. I can no longer look myself in the mirror, for all I see is hate and deception. A Jedi I thought I was, but the Dark Side has corrupted me nonetheless. Only there are no milk and cookies to comfort me in this living nightmare, only the dark embrace of the shadows.