A shell of a man desecrated, infested with a foreign disease. Experimental procedures taking place in the endless sea of stars, weightless yet the density increased through veins now run a replaced plasma. Terror reminds one of a most soothing effect, its better to feel fear than nothing at all…darkness overcomes, vacant eyes seem so bottomless, searching for some resemblance of a soul leaves the mind to quake in primal panic, a chilled wind fills the air, gently blowing over chapped skin and into a barren skull..waves of paranoia flood all receptors transmitting dread through direct canals, the brain leads the body to writhe in agony an elegant dance of the nerves. A flash of light, hours perhaps weeks have passed. Awaken nude surrounded by familiar textures…all senses will soon regain, implanted with a manufactured brain. A shell of a man desecrated, infested...