"Faces appear in hollow darkness, sibilant whispers fill the void of darkness you’re now immersed in. You’re in an idiosyncratic hallucination of your own mind, hands stretch towards you slowly, fading like mist once they reach your face. Your chest caves in, you’re now gasping for air as you’re surrounded in the sounds of laughter. You feel your head feeling lighter and just as you were about to fade into silence, consciousness finds you. A severed rabbit’s foot grasped in your hand, good-luck."