HE EXPLODES IN MY VIEW LIKE A CANDLE SHOT BY A TANK SHELL. A CACAPHONY OF SIRENS AND HELLISH WAILS. IT IS JUST A DREAM. I SPIRAL OUT OF CONTROL, OUT OF SYNC. I DIE AND AM REBORN AS MYSELF. I SIT ALONE IN A ROOM WITH NO WALLS, UNSEEING, UNFEELING. IT IS JUST A DREAM. I FLAIL MADLY AS THE TIDE COVERS ME AND PINS ME TO THE SAND. SOON I AM WASHED INTO THE PACIFIC WHERE THE SEA SERPENTS DRAG ME TO THE BOTTOM AND TAKE THEIR TIME DEVOURING ME IN THE DARKNESS. IT IS JUST A DREAM.
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