[Damn. The hand drifts back to tenderly touch the back of his head; he winces briefly.]
Hah. I wish. Why, did someone else buried say that? No, I was-- [His eyes look away, lids fluttering a moment before he focuses, brows together.] I was... digging myself out of the grave, but once I reached the top, I was being buried again.
Both are gruesomely helpful, I guess. I donβt know if shoving people in the dirt is good or bad. Praying itβs good, or Iβm going to wring the neck of whoever is doing it if it isnβt.
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[He reaches up to rub his brows with two fingers. He sighs.]
Yeah. Not a great one, let me tell you.
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[...] The gist of the dream - people you knew once trying to kill you, but they seem fake somehow? Is that accurate, at all?
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[Damn. The hand drifts back to tenderly touch the back of his head; he winces briefly.]
Hah. I wish. Why, did someone else buried say that? No, I was-- [His eyes look away, lids fluttering a moment before he focuses, brows together.] I was... digging myself out of the grave, but once I reached the top, I was being buried again.
Had to dig myself out. Over and over.
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[He waves a hand dismissively.]
I'll... live.
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I'm sure you will. Still, I wish we knew the purpose.
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Beats me. Maybe it's a person looking for... I don't know. Someone to protect. Or maybe they're looking for a killer. Could be just the hotel.
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Both are gruesomely helpful, I guess. I donβt know if shoving people in the dirt is good or bad. Praying itβs good, or Iβm going to wring the neck of whoever is doing it if it isnβt.
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