Go to sleep.
Kill them all.
Swallow existence.
Damnit, what's he doing here?
Touch
Get me blood, damnit. I don't care who's.
Be.
eat dream kill be eat kill dream be we see with no eyes we hear with no ears we are without being
Sing.
burn their flesh eat their marrow boil their eyes
Think.
Wake up.
"Wake. Up."
It's... your room? Your head feels like it was turned inside out - thankfully you don't feel any tight bandages, so it's just a feeling. Your head swims - colours within an endless void, memories lost to time, an endless and bottomless pit of emptiness - was it just a dream? How did you get here? You notice movement to your side and realise you're not alone. It's
PROFESSOR WILLOW. You haven't seen him in... wait, it was his lab. Yes, his lab where all this started. What was-
"Don't ask me."
His words come thick and slow.
"Don't bother talking because I won't bother listening. I don't know what made you think you could just blast into my lab without at least knocking first, but serves you right. Given the lump on your head I'd wager that was a mighty hard fall you had, and before you say anything - it. Was. A.
Fall. I'm in no fancy to entertain anything else. You survived. You're alive. Be pleased with that because a lot of folk a lot better than you get off a lot worse."
"Now I know why you came to my lab. Today's the day, isn't it? Today's the day your life begins to end. And it's my job to see that it ends as slowly and prolonged as possible. Stare at me like that if you wish, but that's the truth of it. I'm going to send you out into a world that hates itself and you're going to die trying to find answers. Or power, or wealth, or a woman, whatever. I don't care for your reasons. But to do that you're going to need a few things first. When you're ready, come to my lab. And this time, watch that first step."
Before your mouth has even opened to say anything, he's gone. He's fast for an old man.