Reading By The Green Light of the Exit Sign

Here I am.

In the darkness and warmth that is Shitty Bean. I don't know if I'll get out of this alive. There are monkeys... everywhere. In front of me. Behind me. Next to me. My shoulder is pressed up against the only one that has made contact. It's... soft. The one in front seems to have jewelry around it's fingers and wrists. They're... beautiful. One looks at me and seems to stretch its mouth into a smile -- or is it a snarl?

I'm not sure how I'll ever survive this.

But just know that if I die, I have always loved you. You are the light of my life. And these monkeys can never extinguish that light, no matter how softly they mumble.

But most importantly, just know that