Welcome to your worst fucking nightmare, Cryptoland.
The Artist Himself already knows you're too afraid to look.
Red Seen Here
I know it wakes you up at night.
Soon
You see your fortune, slipping away. You panic.
What Have I Become
Don't be afraid. Step into the water. You'd rather drown anyway.
The Tunnel
There he is! Your master! He'll save you! He can predict the future but get it right, this time.
Trust Him! Trust Him! Trust Him!
Pay Him! Pay Him! Pay Him!
He'll fix you!
Just listen. Allow your mind to become malleable. Just listen. Just... listen.
For a price!
Calm down. Just breathe. It wasn't your mistake. It was his!
Red!
Red!
Red!
Red!
Falling! Falling! Falling!
Chuck! Nooooooooooooo!
Ah!
Ernest! It's three in the goddamn morning! What the fuck are you yelling about in there!
Martha! I had that dream again!
Ernest! Stop playing with your goddamn computer and go back to sleep! I got bingo in the morning! Need my rest! If I lose, it's your fault again!
Martha! Shut up! You're going crazy!
Ernest! It's your fault I'm fat! It's your fault I'm crazy! Now go back to bed before I light this goddamn trailer home on fire and tell the cops you did it!
Fin
Credits:
All images seen here were produced digitally, by me.
