So, um, I’m not sure if you can hear me. I could just be talking to nothing. What’s happening to me? Are you doing this? Because... I don’t understand and I can’t control it. I can’t control myself. You always had the answers. You knew what to do. What should I do? Tell me and I’ll do it. I miss you so much. I’m trying to be like you but... I’m failing and... I’m flailing. I’m cursed.
Tandy: Are you trying to kill me? Tyrone: No! Why would you ask that?! Tandy: Because you have a gun in your hand. [Awkward silence] Tandy: Wait, you’re that kid...from the party. The graveyard. The beach. You shot at me! Tyrone: That wasn’t meant for you. Tandy: Then who was it meant for?!