Dear shadows, now you know it all..

+Atmospheric / Noise.
+DarkWave.
+psychedelic rock.

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died. Perhaps he figured that if one antidepressant wasn’t enough to cure his blues, maybe a whole bottle might do the trick. Either way, a few hours later he showed up in the emergency room of a Virginia hospital. He stood at the front desk just long enough to stammer the words “Help me, I took all my pills” before collapsing on the floor. Nurses and attendants rushed to his aid, and their notes from that evening recorded that he was drowsy and lethargic. They found an empty bottle of pills in his pocket, but the sticker didn’t reveal any medication that they’d heard of before. It was just a string of numbers and codes indicating that it had come from a nearby clinical testing facility. All they knew for sure was that Mr. A was in trouble. Sweat beaded on his brow, his heart rate spiked, and his blood pressure plummeted to 80/40. Nurses threaded a saline solution into his trembling arm as the office staff scrambled to get ahold of whoever ran the clinical trial to figure out what chemicals might be causing the reaction. When they finally made contact with the researchers running the study, the doctors on the other end of the line were puzzled. It’s true that Mr. A was part of their experiment, but he was part of the control group. The bottle contained 29 sugar capsules. Placebos.
Carney, Scott.