So I shut my eyes to the sound. It wouldn't go away at first, but slowly it died. It ends in chaos. It has a horrible, long lasting (almost) kind of effect that I would like to bare my teeth at. What was meant to be a distraction has become the issue that needs to be addressed. I squeeze colour and let it run over my fingers, down the back of my hand and onto my arm. I hold onto the black and lose the green as blood, sweat & ice tears. Love the Ice Queen. I bite down on the red and shut up the rest.