I am quite certain that my mind is perfectly normal. It's just that everyone around me has turned into monsters wearing human skin. It's just that the city I live in has become a living, writhing **** body. It's just that I can no longer face my so**'s** friend, because I saw the tentacles extending from **'s mouth. It's just that I can't stay calm anymore, because everywhere there are mad ravings pouring into my mind.