Survival : TeaserWhen one is staring into the dead eyes of a man they once referred to as 'brother', one often feels a sense of remorse for containing the urge fire a bullet deep within this man's skull. The regret only deepens when one actually pulls the trigger. After repeating this process to 'sister', 'mother', and 'neighbor', the feelings become depression, but the situation turns this depression into fear, and this fear becomes adrenaline. Over a lapse of a month, this adrenaline decreases as victims seem to decrease. I find myself occasionally choosing ‘Fido’ as common prey to emulate this process, though the feelSurvival : Teaser
