Status Updates From Flowers For Algernon

"I am pursued down the empty streets at night by ghostly figures. (...) I see Charlie staring back at me from inside. Is it only a reflection? Things clutch at my legs and drag me away from the bakery down into the shadows of the alleyway, and just as they begin to ooze all over me I wake up." okay Dostoyesvky 🫪

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