climb into Houdini's Box to find out whence we all must escape, and why... love manifested herself to me as the infinite void; but it was not the abyss; it was the color of heaven, purple sky and wisps of whip cream clouds.....
		All these voice mails are real. She left them on my cell phone. The times and dates are correct. She didn't even give me time to listen to some of the messages before she called back with another psychotic one!