I went to the warehouse. My ropes and cage were still there. I hung onto the ropes and climbed onto them. I ended up hanging onto the top bars. I flipped around so I was clinging on with my hands. I started licking the rusty, bloodstained bars. I fell off, but I jumped right back on the ropes. I swung through the air again...I have no idea why this calms me down, it just does