He’s attacking me. No one’s in the room but the two of us. He has a gun. And I have my HANDS. He’s right in front of me now. He’s gonna pull the trigger… I grab the gun. I got it! I can’t believe I did that. I point the gun at him. I shoot him. He lies down on the bed in the corner of the room. I talk to him.
“Can you help me find him?”
“Just find him.”
“Help me.”
“Just wait.”
“I’m going to find him.”
“Just wait. He’s coming.”