I can't hear anything. All I can see is a blur of colours. All I can think of is what I had for tea last night. Somebody asks if I'm okay. I only hear the colours and can only see the sound of classical music while figures dance just outside of my vision. Blurs of the subconscious. I scream. Silently. The colours come fast. Blue. Red. Yellow. I can
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