I can’t take it anymore. It was a joke, all of it. Sus this haha sus that hehe. But not now. Not anymore. I can’t unsee them. At first they were all funny and whacky coincidences. I started seeing them more often. I started seeing amogus crewmates everywhere. In the market, in the street, everywhere. I ran to my home and cried myself to sleep. It was futile, they’re in my dreams. Every time I close my eyes I see them. Even with blurry eyes as I cry I can see them. Sus, sus, sus. The voices won’t stop. They tell me to go to the vent? Why would I go to the vent? It’s a long way up the stairs to the top of the building but I arrive nonetheless. I see it, I get it. I laugh uncontrollably as I listen to the voices. They were saving me. I laugh while I fall, hoping this is the end of it. As I fall, and my skull and bones crack on impact, and my blood spills, I hear it. Dead body reported.