Ever since we moved into this ‘House of Horrors’ as caretakers for the winter, which ironically isn’t a house but merely a hall with some bedrooms and a fridge, Alex hasn’t moved from that spot. He just sits and types the same thing over and over, day in, day out.
Some say the travelling student lifestyle has gone to his head. The constant power-trip of complete freedom has ironically created the reverse effect! He sits, paralysed and paranoid that he’s not living to the fullest, it seems his desire to do so has crippled him, both physically and mentally. Capable of only a single thought.
Don’t lose the Game.
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