Can you hear it? That buzzing? That high-pitched whine cutting through my soul like a hot knife?

Player: "No..."

There's something about the Nagas, I guess...something...wrong. They hurt me.

I don't know. It wasn't like this before, but now there's pain, and blackness, and voices....

Maybe if you kill the Nagas, it'll help with the pain part. I can handle the blackness and the voices, I guess.

Player: Accept.

Kill every Bakarma Serpentguard, Bakarma Tyrant, Bakarma Fleshmender, and Bakarma Willwarper you see in the Bakarma Barracks. We'll see if that works.

Player: "Stay strong, Gwen."

Each of their dying screams was like a blade of agony through my skull.

Or, not skull. Whatever I've got instead of a skull. Spirit skull. Whatever.

Player: "But at least they're dead."

Yes, but now I've got this splitting headache. I'll just stare into the yawning void that swallows the sky in my world and threatens to suck me in until I feel better.