Do you know what it was like in that tank for ten years? I had some dreams about you and me and they were pretty good, but now I know they don't mean anything because in real life whenever there is a sliver of hope, just a little bit of a light, plane comes falling out of the sky, a maniac sterilizes the world or monsters try to tear out my throat. Whenever there's one little bit of light, darkness just swoops back in. But now it's worse because now you're the darkness. The one person I though I could trust. YOU are the darkness.

Mitch