Conversation · Endurance

You feel something in your chest. An unnatural pressure. It's spreading to your left arm, your jaw...

Well, this feels familiar.

We've been here before. You've got this.

Nope, sorry, you don't. Not this time.

Fucking shit, I'm scared. What do I do? Who do I call?

Don't go grabbing at your chest and screaming bloody murder. Keep your cool. Remember -- looking good always makes you feel better.

The end of the world is here.

Don't think this is a sign of anything other than your heart failing.

Let it all go.

There's no shame in surrendering now. We all do, it gets so dark. You don't even see her face, like you always thought you would. You only see pain and fear.

Try to remain conscious.

All you feel is pain and weakness. You have to surrender now. We all do, it gets so dark. You don't even see her face, like you always thought you would. You only see pain and fear.

So I'm guessing this is bad.

Very. Very bad. This is the end bad.

Get it together, boy. You've gotta hold on, no matter how bad...

I'm sure it's just heartburn. Oh god...

No. It's many years of combined self-neglect and self-abuse.

"Help.. someone..."

Yeah, screaming isn't happening on account of extreme shortness of breath. You're just making it worse. Oh god, it's painful...