Walking alone in the dark, Amy suddenly falls down a hole. She lands in a dimly lit, wet tube and takes a moment to collect herself. Water bursts from the sides of the pipe as she carefully avoids stepping into a pool of blood and hair. Amy continues to walk down the tube as if she’s inside a sewer. She gawks at an abandoned sofa with mildew and ruined upholstery. A ghostly spirit emerges, growling at Amy who screams and runs past as it dissipates.
She inspects a sign ahead which reads: “This fragmented body usually manifests itself in dreams when the movement of the analysis encounters a certain level of aggressive disintegration in the individual. It then appears in the form of disjointed limbs.” (Jacques Lacan).
Graphic: me
Spooked, Amy runs past the sign only to trip on a pile of wet severed limbs. A bloody waterfall dead ahead… is this the exit? She dives through the waterfall only to fall again, this time into a pit of nothingness. There is no escaping the void, for Amy is stuck wandering darkness for all eternity.
Lesson learned: Do not fall down your sink drain.