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Okay, I went to the ER yesterday with worrying symtoms (I'm fine, not anything lethal) and I swear to everything that my worried "I'm gonna die I'm gonna die I'm gonna die" thoughts were in the style of white room interludes. eightbitsamurai was the narrator of my near death experience. IT WAS IN HIS VOICE I SWEAR. I was bantering with pretend eightbit in what i though might maybe be my last moments. I spend way to much time here.