I'm scared. I'm frightened to lie down and try to sleep. I'm sick, feverish and whats worse is that right now I have a muse coming out of a box. But it's not a good muse, it's the muse for disposable characters. And I sadly am empathic to the ones inside my head, which includes feeling the hands running through her hair and the hands on her throat.

I'm really, really scared.