Time to think, time to plan, time to hide.
You have no time.
You've used it all up.
And what are you left with?
A useless meat suit.
Regrets.
Me.
It's been a while, old friend but here we are.
You hiding in the bathtub and me standing at the bathroom window.
Tick tock friend.
Don't keep me waiting.
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