I tried to fight the panic and force it back down to where it had come from.

I was extremely worried. What would happen to me now that they knew that I had lost my mind? Would they put me in a padded cell and feed me through a hatch door? Would I end up in one of those places that you hear about, where people go in but never come out?

I don't remember the game but I do remember how sad everyone was.

It were a grief so brief to part with thee.
Farewell.

These times of woe afford no time to woo.

I remember her calling me and just crying, almost uncontrollably. It was very sad.