It’s ok man you don’t have to take your anger out on me your wife’s bf might let you out of the bed cage today so you can see sunlight today. I see you are having issues with trying to cope with the inability that your existence is incapable of self preservation without the aid of sustenance. Sustenance that is created by the pain of others so you can merely sit on a computer for over a year asking questions about a game that no one knows or gives a shit about. I hope that whatever mold you are able to scratch from your concrete walls is enough to keep your vessel alive today that you may continue to post weak death threats that may provide you some meaning in your life. I also pray that you do not take your anger out on the concrete walls of your cage because your body is filled with too much estrogen to attempt something so daring and taxing on your feeble body. Godspeed dweller of the cage may our conversation have given you something to look forward to today and that your corpse will not be mistaken for bigfoot or any other undiscovered creature that walks this Earth that is unknown to humanity.