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>in bed, surrounded by strangers
>they could be family, but I don't recognize any of them
>they keep asking if I'm hungry or want the window open
>call out for my dog to join me
>they say he's not here, but he doesn't leave the house unless I'm with him
>my wife's probably just taking him for a walk
>the young guy starts talking to me about school
>carry on the conversation for a few moments
>everyone keeps clearing their throats
>over the uncomfortable noises that they're making, you hear familiar words coming from the other side of the room
>"Dr. Pavel, I'm CIA."
>fuck, where is that from?
>lady keeps trying to say something about love
>tell her to be quiet for just a second
>of course, after a few moments of clarity, someone's phone starts going off
>can barely hear over the beeping
>"why does he wear the mask?"
>I know this
>I recite the words in my head at first
>that's when I remember the years I spent obsessing over that scene
>everyone else begins to cry, probably all baneposters as well
>I can barely contain the excitement at this point
>the beeping gets quieter, but so does the movie
>at this point I don't even need to hear it. I can feel the movie.
>getting short of breath, but I have to say it
>with a grin on my face, I look the lady dead in the eyes and say it in my best impression
>FOR YOU
>start to laugh as I grow more lightheaded and fall back asleep