"Just a lil'," he mumbled, words slightly slurred. He wasn't so fucked up that he couldn't wonder what the hell it was that Alice had given him. There was some kind of injection involved, of that he was certain. It had sent him...inside of his own mind. In a weirdly literal sense. He remembered standing somewhere. Talking to her. Was it her? Was it him? Was he crazy? He didn't know anymore. Most of his life had been spent inside of a god forsaken simulation, and the rest of it so far had been utterly fucked up in every way.

"Okay," he grunted and threw himself into the tub, falling over the side.