He watched as his apparent best friend fell to the floor. He watched as the shadows surrounded him, taunted him, laughed at him, pulled his inner secrets out and broke his spirit with them. He watched as they crawled towards him, intent to kill shining in their glowing eyes, and he watched as Dojima began to scream, began to cry out, began to ask for help.
He watched as the shadows beat him down, watched as he tried to stand, watched as he fell again. He watched as blood splattered the floor, he watched as Dojima struggled and he watched as he tried to escape.
And he didn't feel a thing.
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He woke up and stared at the ceiling. He still felt nothing.