[Your WICKED NEW SHADES fall tragically from your face and into the abyss. Like so much else, they dissolve into glitches, and probably that godawful dust candy that Caliborn eats. I mean, I eat it too, so I can't judge. But I'm judging anyway. They are gone, but you still have DIRK. And he still isn't looking entirely without jpeg loss.]
I know, dude. I'm lucid. Don't worry about me.
[The truth is, Dirk doesn't need the wing pushed away. He can always see it even with his eyes closed.
[Well. That sure isn't good. And it's getting worse. Perhaps you should try to think of something from your own world? Perhaps there's something that you can transition to out of this that will break him free? It's not like he's in any real danger, of course, he's going to wake up and so will you.
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I know, dude. I'm lucid. Don't worry about me.
[The truth is, Dirk doesn't need the wing pushed away. He can always see it even with his eyes closed.
Always.]
[Well. That sure isn't good. And it's getting worse. Perhaps you should try to think of something from your own world? Perhaps there's something that you can transition to out of this that will break him free? It's not like he's in any real danger, of course, he's going to wake up and so will you.
But still. That might not be a bad plan to try.]