"I've decided that I’m going to document the symptoms. Maybe my experience can help the doctors figure out what this is. Okay, so I’m hungry. I’m fucking hungry. A gnawing, burning, screaming need, so fucking PAINFUL I can’t even think. They’re gonna see that I’m turning. I’m so sorry, Jakob. I’m so sorry. I’m working so hard to hold onto any thread of sanity I can’t even think, I can’t even remember what I’m trying to say. Why am I so fucking ravenous? I feel like my fucking skin is on fire! Like someone is driving nails into my fucking forehead. Stop it… STOP IT! Jakob? Hey buddy. Why are you afraid of me? It’s me. It’s your dad. Jakob?!"