People have been acting weird around you all day. You self consciously look in the restroom mirror; nothing in your teeth, no ink on your face, and your dress isn’t stuck in your underwear. So what is the big deal? Do they know something you don’t? Oh crap, are you getting fired?
“Stop it. Stop!” you yell at yourself in the mirror and then quickly look under the stall doors to make sure you’re alone. This isn’t going to work, you need help.
“Speak,” Jak answers after the third ring.
“I’m going crazy, I don’t know what’s going on and it’s making me paranoid!”
“Woah. Okay, in short sentences, what’s happening?”
“I don’t know,” you whimper. “Everyone is acting super weird, watching me everywhere I go. I’ve checked my teeth, my dress, my hair, now I’m just worried I’m going to be fired.”