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Post by Grace Cantor on Jun 17, 2015 7:53:45 GMT
"It's good to see you again. But you look tired. I assume you have not been sleeping well, again. Have the dreams returned."
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Post by Desmond Warren on Jun 17, 2015 7:54:09 GMT
"They never went away."
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Post by Grace Cantor on Jun 17, 2015 7:55:02 GMT
"But they are worse now? Is that right, Desmond."
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Post by Desmond Warren on Jun 17, 2015 7:55:29 GMT
"They were always bad. Yes. Yes they are."
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Post by Grace Cantor on Jun 17, 2015 7:56:31 GMT
"Tell me about them again. Please. Don't become agitated, Desmond, you're doing so well. There is no need to become agitated, we don't need the restraints anymore do we? There. That's better. Now tell me about the dreams."
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Post by Desmond Warren on Jun 17, 2015 7:57:13 GMT
"It's halloween. Everyone is masked. I feel alone."
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Post by Grace Cantor on Jun 17, 2015 7:57:40 GMT
"Everyone is masked all the time Desmond, nobody shows their real face, you know that. You know that more than most."
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Post by Desmond Warren on Jun 17, 2015 7:57:48 GMT
"Even you?"
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Post by Grace Cantor on Jun 17, 2015 7:58:57 GMT
"We're not talking about me, Desmond. But yes. Yes I suppose so. Do you know where the word personality comes from? From the Greek Persona - it means mask. The face we show to the world. Everyone is hiding, most often from themselves. Go on."
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Post by Desmond Warren on Jun 17, 2015 7:59:18 GMT
"I run to the lake. There is something there that I need. Something about... about..."
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Post by Grace Cantor on Jun 17, 2015 8:00:54 GMT
"About the murder of your uncle?"
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Post by Desmond Warren on Jun 17, 2015 8:01:02 GMT
"yes."
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Post by Grace Cantor on Jun 17, 2015 8:02:11 GMT
"His murder tore you apart didn't it Desmond. You were already isolated and then someone took away the last connection you had with your family line. Took it away by violence. I understand why you would be overwrought. What did you do?"
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Post by Desmond Warren on Jun 17, 2015 8:03:26 GMT
"I ran into the lake, I had to find it. In the dream the lake draws me in, it pulls me toward it. There's something in the lake"
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Post by Grace Cantor on Jun 17, 2015 8:03:40 GMT
"The thing you seek?"
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