When I got used to the regular nightmares, my subconscious got creative.
[[A woman with her hand on a man's shoulder]]
Woman: Please don't wake up. I don't want to die.
{{Title text: Well, *I* think I'm real. Look at me. Look at my face. Cut me and I'll bleed. What more do you want? Please don't go.}}
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