It's me, Lye, once again.

It's been a while. Or maybe a few minutes. I don't know how busy you are. The hallucinations have started. Or maybe they were always there.

Im hearing someone cry, unendingly. Someone is laughing too. I'm hearing both at the same time. Maybe it's not a hallucination. Maybe someone is also here, next to me. Maybe it's next to you. Maybe that someone is so, so far away.

I'm feeling worms and centipedes walking on me. I hope they don't decide to bite, because even if I try and try, I can't get rid of them. I have tried to scratch and push into my skin. I have cut so deep into my own skin with my own nails that I'm now feeling blood drip on my back, chest, neck, arms. But the bugs won't go away.

And as we talk, one of them has just decided to bite.