Yeah, they are. [He sighs, then glances around. Then. Just gestures. At the around.] Dreamed I...
...was digging myself out of my grave. [Lovely.] Got to the top and almost out, and then I was getting buried again. Wouldn't stop. Started the whole process over again. In the casket, digging myself out. Over and over.
Yeah. [He brushes his arms, then drops them by his side.] I thought the doors were bad. Nightmares. I thought they were like nightmares basically. These are worse.
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Yeah, they are. [He sighs, then glances around. Then. Just gestures. At the around.] Dreamed I...
...was digging myself out of my grave. [Lovely.] Got to the top and almost out, and then I was getting buried again. Wouldn't stop. Started the whole process over again. In the casket, digging myself out. Over and over.
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[ he looks over at the disturbed earth, frowning, and then scratches idly at his newly sealed shut eye. ]
A lot of these have this ... theme of futility, don't they?
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Yeah. [He brushes his arms, then drops them by his side.] I thought the doors were bad. Nightmares. I thought they were like nightmares basically. These are worse.