[This is where none shall pass. Even though they're standing together in the bathroom of their apartment bearog is trapped alone with whatever wicked enchantment is letting him hear all of these things.

Stand up straight. Stop staring. It's rude.

Lawrence Dimick you got this man shot. Isn't that enough? You let this young man be! He's not a criminal! There are plenty of good members of law enforcement. Shooting them and killing them! You may as well be a communist or a nazi. That's not what this country needs. If only you had joined the army...

His eyes squeeze shut.]

She's in her white and pink flowered church social dress with a darker kinda colored sweater. And her hair and make up is all done up. ...Just like I remember.

[A shake of his head his eyes open.]