I have animated this corpse.    I have put into motion that which has not the will to rise.    I have taken despair and frustration and terror and used them to fuel action. Independent and driven--yet needing contact for stability and contentment.    Sulking in past mistakes, brooding over yesterday's happiness, searching for the key to tomorrow--the answer to right now. But my body won't stop shaking and my eyes can't stay focused.    Has decay set in?"