You know this monster, it's the kind that lives in your mirror and whispers bad things when you're alone...and if you start listening it grows stroger...
Then...then is no going back, you fall and keep falling until ther's nothing"

Doctor Bumby: Come now, Alice, it's only a dream.
Alice Liddell: It's not a dream, it's... a memory. And it makes me sick!
Doctor Bumby: Now, focus. Wait... You're floating again. Weightless... a cipher... relax.
Alice Liddell: Fire! I'm in hell!

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