Day: December 6, 2017

“We enter the paralyzing dimension, the mind through the third eye, indigo,” Snake says. This space is metaphysical, that Snake and Mudd find themselves in Mudd’s dark crystal as they had been sleeping. One might ask what is there and what’s it like. All the people Snake and Mudd have banished now in a perverse turn of events now can’t wait to meet their caster’s. “Mudd what the fuck your God dam indigo crystal took us into this fucking mess. We are in the business of selling the rarest of the mineral kingdoms material not fucking getting trapped in them!” “Somehow the people we screwed over have called on their crystals to get back at us,” says Mudd. “Well hello, don’t bother to struggle, I can cripple your body here and leave you in eternal agony,” says what must be the federation space station’s disembodied souls that were killed in the prison escape of Lizard, his disregard for human life for those who crossed his path. “You’ll never wake up if you don’t do exactly what I say,” says the amorphous collective disembodied souls entity.