[ there are five doors! one on every side. one leads to the hall they came from but the others probably lead into other dreams - kyouko doesn’t remember what is behind them. possibly one leads somewhere shuji remembers? ]
[They bust out into the fucking ocean, that's where they bust out into. At least it's not deep enough to put their heads under water, but there's definitely bobbing involved.]
[For a moment he considers not saying, in case that makes it more real, but he wouldn't feel right withholding that information when she's in this mess with him.]
[At least they're only dream shoes, and not even dream Gucci or something. Shuji unlaces his shoes as quickly as is humanly possible and lets them float away. Bye.]
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[ the handcuffs do seem pretty secure! oops. and the chair is pretty heavy...
and the smell of gasoline is suddenly very there. ]
I - [ this seems familiar, but she isn't sure how. however - ] We might be able to lift the chair together.
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We should try. On the count of three?
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One, two -
[ and on three, they should be able to lift the chair! ] If we use it as a battering ram -
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[What doors are in this gasoline trap room that they can wallop?]
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- that door! [ she picks at random. ]
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Shuji nods. That door's as good as any.]
On three again-
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[ AND ON THREE THEY BUST OUT INTO where do they bust out into, shuji. please be not murder school. ]
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-At least it's outside?
[And not likely to be full of gasoline??]
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- An ocean? I don't suppose you have recurring nightmares about sharks...
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[But he has suddenly gone a lot more pale.]
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[ NOW SHE'S WORRIED. ]
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Drowning.
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[Is the water level raising? It's the ocean, and sure, global warming, but it shouldn't be noticeably raising this quickly.]
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- we may want to lose our shoes and anything else that makes it hard to tread water.
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[At least they're only dream shoes, and not even dream Gucci or something. Shuji unlaces his shoes as quickly as is humanly possible and lets them float away. Bye.]
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How does this dream usually end?
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[That's a reassuring answer... But it's the true answer, what else is he supposed to say?]
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[It's looking pretty doubtful to him right now.]
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[ apparently she isn't into drowning? ]
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It's better than staying here. Which direction?
[Since if there was sight of land, or anything but more ocean, it wouldn't be much of a nightmare about inevitable drowning...]
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[ she just picks a direction and starts swimming? ]
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Shuji follows after her, trying to come up with something that will make land suddenly appear. She can hear him mumbling to himself.]
Continents... Coastline... Rocks... Bigger rocks...
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[ she's helping. ]
Palm trees.
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