Imagine the boys never stole the money. Imagine Rhys would've started working as a janitor, making the best out of his situation. Imagine him sweeping the endless halls of Helios at night while dancing alone and in silence to a playlist Vaughn made him. Imagine instead of the AI of a megalomaniac mass-murdering jackass Rhys inserted these sweet sweet tunes into his head to listen to them in his sleep, his metal arm unconsciously tapping along.

Things would be ok.

They would be just fine.

Imagine.
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A feel-good-and-forget-your-worries-and-screw-those-corporate-suckers jam to be directly injected into your Hyperion-approved port.

tracklist here: http://the-illusion-of-sanity.tumblr.com/post/131777341260/rhy5-j4mzexe-listen-on-8tracks-a

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