My worst memories are tormenting me as I remember every shitty thing that has ever happened to me. Repetitively, I land in Memorial Park at 11:04 AM. I am sitting against a giant, looking towards W. Sycamore Street. I can’t help but bear in mind that the giant and I are splitting the despair. I shiver and the giant receives, measures, and then releases for me. The clock strikes 12:02 PM.