~ One of your memories gave me an idea: why should I hang around here, when I can take your place. Do you remember what has just happened? That was only the beginning. Unlike your precious "dreams", it was not your memory returning to you. No, that’s me, who pushed you down the rabbit hole of your mind. With my force, sooner or later everything within you will break like glass. And it looks like, I will not even need more time for it – you are already half-dead.