My mind is where it bent

Sam had not seen Remi leave. The panic he'd had upon discovering he was missing had been enough to knock him off his feet, hyperventilating breaths he didn't really have making his chest tight and his head numb. Eventually he'd been convinced to step away from the door (which he had been trying to open with shaking fingers that couldn't handle the locks) and guided to a back room, laid on a bed. Several people had tried to speak to him, but he was only interested in Remi. Thoughtless panic mixed with at least I said I love you and but he didn't say it back in his head. His eyes wet with tears that had begun to hurt (and then hurt emotionally, because he only felt it because of the upgrade Remi had made) he stared at the wall in the back room. Passionately, he wished he was at home, that he had never gone outside, that he had never made friends or found a lover; Jigano had fallen out with him and Remi was likely dead. It had all ultimately been a pointless endeavour that would only hurt in the end. Before he knew it, another sob was coming. Sam loudly wailed in the bed, grabbing the blanket and pulling it close to his chest as he cried. Samuel Skin too tight and eyes like marbles You spin me high, so watch me as I glide Before I tumble homeward, homeward