Suddenly I could configure each and every small detail in my surrounding. All the smell bursted out into a new perception. I was into his mind, the psychotic Grennoiule of das parfumme. Blended in the fractured scheme of a killer mastermind. I am into his cave, fall into the psychologic grave.
In wireless incantation I need you for a save. Bring me your light, it's dark here, creeping cold midnight