Cards can never be mixed enough.
That is, what he had always thought during panic attacks. Mixing his favourite deck of cards had been the only thing keeping him from going insane. But one card had been missing.
Or maybe he had been insane?
People might think his life had been pitiful but he had been fine back then. Or at least everyone had thought he was and he had tried his best to convince to himself that he was fine. Thinking about it now there must had been this point where he had broken and he knew when that was. Everything had gotten worse since then.
But he promised them to tell the whole story, so there you go.
