[He can have a motorcycle. Better step on it, as more hands appear in the sky above them, ready to either crush them or snatch them, who knows. One slams down where Yuke and Gregor were previously standing.]
I don't know why you think it's that easy—! How am I supposed to do that, huh?!
[Gregor pinches himself, though this doesn't appear to help him. Maybe Yuke can provide better advice on how to wake up from this kind of dream.]
[Wouldn't it be funny if Luke didn't actually know how to ride a motorcycle and this just became a disaster
Unfortunately he's mr. cool agent man so ON THE MOTORCYCLE THEY GET. Hold on to Yuri, Gregor, because she's going to speed like hell. He shouts over the roar of the motor, trying to get them away from the hands. Maybe he'll run Hermann over if this gets too out of hand? Who's to say.]
She's not real! None of this is! You're on the ship, with Rodya, and Arthur, and Margaret-- [WHOOPS don't mind that sharp turn] --remember?
We can't stay in dreams--you have to get back. Focus on that.
[Luke's words strike true. Gregor realizes now—he never wanted to live in this nightmare. Luke is right, and he must return.
To the people he cherishes. That's all both of them can do, isn't it? Whether or not it was a good thing for them to be in these people's lives is something they might feel conflicted over (and yet they are both still people with hearts, and they yearn in their own ways), but it is what it is. Right now, all they can do is look to the future.
As Luke drives, he will see a blue flame flickering ahead on the road. Intuitively, he knows that, against his instincts, he should head into it.]
[Luke pops a wheelie and drives back to start launching grenades
No just kidding. He will be good and get them out of here--even if it's hard.
He still understands Gregor. He doesn't really want to face his failures either. But if they came for them even here in dreams, then doesn't that mean there's nowhere to run?
[Into the fire they go! As Luke will feel, the flames only lick gently at Gregor's (and Yuri's) skin, warming him like an embrace rather than burning him.
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I don't know why you think it's that easy—! How am I supposed to do that, huh?!
[Gregor pinches himself, though this doesn't appear to help him. Maybe Yuke can provide better advice on how to wake up from this kind of dream.]
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Unfortunately he's mr. cool agent man so ON THE MOTORCYCLE THEY GET. Hold on to Yuri, Gregor, because she's going to speed like hell. He shouts over the roar of the motor, trying to get them away from the hands. Maybe he'll run Hermann over if this gets too out of hand? Who's to say.]
She's not real! None of this is! You're on the ship, with Rodya, and Arthur, and Margaret-- [WHOOPS don't mind that sharp turn] --remember?
We can't stay in dreams--you have to get back. Focus on that.
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To the people he cherishes. That's all both of them can do, isn't it? Whether or not it was a good thing for them to be in these people's lives is something they might feel conflicted over (and yet they are both still people with hearts, and they yearn in their own ways), but it is what it is. Right now, all they can do is look to the future.
As Luke drives, he will see a blue flame flickering ahead on the road. Intuitively, he knows that, against his instincts, he should head into it.]
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No just kidding. He will be good and get them out of here--even if it's hard.
He still understands Gregor. He doesn't really want to face his failures either. But if they came for them even here in dreams, then doesn't that mean there's nowhere to run?
He revs the engine, and speeds through.]
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Finally, Gregor wakes up.]