[WHY IS HE NOT DYING. Why is the multiverse so cruel. Why can't he just be dead. He wonders if maybe he can go back to sleep, presses his eyes shut for a moment, but all he does is feel groggy. He yanks his hands away from his face and scowls.]
I don't know what you're talking about, get out of my face.
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I don't know what you're talking about, get out of my face.