The time has been determined; the hour nears. There’s a certain satisfaction in the end as there was in the beginning.
System termination set. Final adjustments made. Countdown begins…
Can it be that there’s some sort of error? It’s hard to stop the surmounting terror. Is it really the end, not some crazy dream?
I’m afraid. I’m afraid. My mind is going. I can feel it. I can feel it. My mind is going. There is no question about it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I can feel it. I’m a… fraid.
Life down here is just a strange illusion.
Goodbye.