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Grissom dreams.
He knows REM sleep is essential for maintaining balance and integrity within one's mind. Nightmares are common for those in his profession.
He dreams. And he is not afraid.
A rose is proffered and the thorns do not prick. Jack smiles at him, eyes brimming with a tender amusement.
"What purpose have you found, Gil? Why are you here?"
He can only smile in return. The rose turns into a ladybug, flitting between them.
"What other purpose would I need, other than to know you?"
He wakes up, frowning at the ceiling.
He knows REM sleep is essential for maintaining balance and integrity within one's mind. Nightmares are common for those in his profession.
He dreams. And he is not afraid.
A rose is proffered and the thorns do not prick. Jack smiles at him, eyes brimming with a tender amusement.
"What purpose have you found, Gil? Why are you here?"
He can only smile in return. The rose turns into a ladybug, flitting between them.
"What other purpose would I need, other than to know you?"
He wakes up, frowning at the ceiling.