A splinter in the brain is similar to a splinter in the finger; you can feel it, loathe it, but you can't see it. The more you try to find it and remove it, the more it sinks deeper and deeper into your flesh. But you keep trying, because you think that at some point it has to come out. A splinter in the brain is similar yet so very, very different. Because this kind of a splinter can never be removed. Burying itself deep within your sanity and twisting everything you've ever known, everything you've ever felt, into something much darker. And reality, soon becomes a fantasy.