[It's a little strange being dead. Reality in the dressing room is tenuous at best, but in death is all seems as real as the next thought, scene shifting on the whim of will
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[You know what sucks? When you are minding your own business walking down the halls of the DR and the floor just... Opens up under you and dumps you on your ass in a dark room. No light at all, except from the hole that's rapidly closing above your head--oh no, it just closed. So no light.]