Hello, Paul.
You’re a perfectly healthy, same, middle-class male.
Yet, last month, you ran a straight razor across your wrists.
Did you hurt yourself because you truly wanted to die…or did you just some attention?
Tonight, you’ll show me.
The irony is that if you want to die you just have to stay where you are.
But if you want live, you’ll have to cut yourself again.
One path through the razor wire to the door.
But hurry. At 3:00 that door will lock…and then this room becomes your tomb.
How much blood will you shed to stay alive, Paul?
Hello, Mark, if you’re so sick…then why do I have many photos of you up and about?
Let’s put your so-called illness to the test.
Right now, there is a slow-acting poison in your veins.
The antidote is inside the safe.
The combination to the safe is in the wall.
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