![]() ![]() “What?” - I looked up, the tip of my pen still resting on my notebook. “That’s great,” I said, my voice suddenly hoarse. I swallowed, and forced myself to look down onto my notebook. “I already know what I want,” she said again, and I noticed that I had just been staring at her for the last few seconds. The fire was reflected back from her eyes, and they suddenly sparked up within the darkness - two glowing orbs fixated right on me - unblinking and merciless. It just made the darkness stand out even more. The candlelight had also done nothing to drive away the shadow hiding her upper face. Her features would have been stunningly beautiful otherwise, but this lack of motion made her look uncanny and disturbing. There was not a single twitch of a muscle, no wrinkling of the skin, no rising of her cheek bones - nothing. Now I could see the unnatural stillness of her face. The light of the candle hadn’t dispelled the creepy atmosphere surrounding the woman. ![]() I reached for my little notebook, and turned back towards her. ![]() “I already know what I want.” Her voice was raw and deep. The faster I was done here, the quicker I could get away. “Or the mushroom-potato casserole if you’re looking for a vegan option.” I hastily grabbed the glass jar to light up the candle inside. “I can highly recommend our fresh carp today,” I said, while positioning the menu and the napkins in front of her. It smelled as if she had dumped an entire bottle of perfume over her body, and even that couldn’t completely hide the underlying moldy odor. My hair had looked exactly like that back then.Įven more unsettling than all of that was her smell - a dense cloying scent - intense and artificial - the smell of flowers layered on so thickly that it bit my nostrils. Once upon a time, when I was a kid, I had gotten a bad case of head lice. The long strands of her straight black hair were of uneven length, and stuck together in a strange way. Large yellowish stains littered the fabric, as if it had been left lying in a damp place for a long time. Her dress was not the pristine white it had seemed from a distance. Can I get you something to drink while you look through our menu?” I felt a growing sense of unease as I rattled down my standard greeting. Her head tracked my movement as I weaved past a bunch of empty tables. I approached her, carrying a menu, and a tray of napkins in one hand, and a glass jar containing a tealight in the other. My co-worker was already busy waiting on a few tables, which meant that the woman in white was my responsibility. She just sat there - silent, and motionless. She didn’t wave, or call out for somebody to serve her. There were lots of other free tables, but she didn’t make a move for any of them. The lighting didn’t properly reach this part of the room, leaving it in a state of perpetual darkness. She had chosen to sit all the way in the back at one of our least favorite tables. It was as if she had just materialized into her chair. Her wide-brimmed hat was adorned with lilies, and she refused to take it off, leaving half of her face hidden in its shadow. Nothing a shout or a shower cant cure.She was dressed in white, wearing an old fashioned dress far too fancy for an evening alone in a small restaurant like ours. These are very minor and very shallow periods of sleeping, usually only seconds long. (Slightly)Ī: About two days, in two sessions of 8-12 hours, Neal guesses.Ī: Yes, technically he did microsleep. (After the marathon is finished)Ī: Hes usually slightly better at CS:GO. ![]() Q: Then how do we know that he really did it?Ī: You can check the vods on his stream and you will see that the total stream time ads up to 144 hours. However, we have found no information that any other Twitch streamer has streamed for a longer time solo. He lives in Vietnam.Ī: No, due to the logistics and costs involved no officials were contacted. Ī: How many mosquitos he killed during the stream. Apart from that he splashed water in his face, had his wife slap him, had community members talk him awake, took regular short breaks, a limited and controlled amount of energy drinks, took cold showers, ran around the block. To achieve this amazing 144 hour feat he prepared very well and committed to a special diet during the marathon. And a whole slew of 48 hour, 72 hour, 24 hour, marathons. He has completed and 120 hour and two 90 hour marathons. (So dont try this at home if you dont know what youre doing!) However, this is acute sleep deprivation.Īgain, there is zero scientific proof that not sleeping for this amount of time is dangerous if you take the right precautions, which Neal absolutely did. Yes, chronic sleep deprivation can mess you up. This marathon is healthy since Neal knows what he's doing. Neal, Koibu, is close to completing an 144 hour stream. ![]()
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