The electricity was out so I put my computer outside to use it casually. I saw a pool of quicksand in the desert with a pond of water beneath it. I saw countries with histories built on being ruled by others. I had a sort of colleague who checked my mail for me and kissed me once they found a letter that spelled disaster I dreamed about some fuckup getting the police knocking at my door. I had no time to feign calling for someone. My possessions were raided Parannoul did casual interviews with people online. He talked about the synthesizers he likes and his song making process. I thought as I looked at his face it was sumito. I was inspired so pulled a keyboard covered in dust and insects from the closet and began playing. It didn't turn out very well but I was hopeful. He talked about wanting songs not to be too happycore and could represent strong and painful difficult to communicate emotions. I was in a gymnasium watching the new parannoul pv with others. A guy completely wrapped in bandages was kind to me and seemed to know japanese. I asked what it was advertising and he said it wasn't over yet. A gym game began and he then I were decapitated by some guy with a sword