First three stages weren't too bad.
Stage 4 feels like a mix of Revolution 9 and Giygas from Earthbound, and it's reminding me of what being depressed felt like. It's a testament to the importance of context; the difference between annoying white noise and a horrifying experience. Unfortunately, making that connection took me out of the experience somewhat. Like, it was legitimately getting to me for awhile.
Stage 5: I thought that the album had lost its effect on me. I really did. Then I heard a brief moment of clarity among the white noise, and I just broke down sobbing. We had. I had accepted that the people they were had died years ago, so I didn't go to say goodbye when I was offered the chance. And for that brief moment, I felt a crushing sense of regret. Regret that I didn't spend a final moment with them.
I'm probably going to have nightmares if I manage to fall asleep.