[ and the mun says ohcrapthisisn'tgood. and the puppet doesn't hear her because he thinks he's a dragon. ]
Turin: *afraid*
Glaurung (looking like Turin): You seem frightened... *hypno eyes* There's nothing to fear...
Turin: ... isn't there now ... *spacedouthypnotized*
Glaurung: Oh no... It's just you in here, you aren't afraid of yourself, are you? *hypno* *hypno* *hypno*
Turin: Why would I be afraid of myself? I guess I'm being stupid.
Glaurung: There's a good boy *grin* Now, who am I?
Turin: Me. You. Us.
Glaurung: That's right. And who are you?
Turin: The same.
Glaurung: The same? Oh no no no... You're not me. That's absurd, how could I be talking to you then?
Turin: If I'm not me ... who am I?
Glaurung: Why, you're Glaurung! The most fearsome dragon in Middle Earth! You want to kill my sister, Nienor... *more hypno, just in case*
Turin: Am I? And I'm after Nienor?
Glaurung: Oh yes, you want to see her suffer and die a very gruesome death. Turin's friends too, Beleg and Gwindor. You're angry, because they trapped you in Turin's body. You want them to suffer as much as you do now!
Turin: ... So I have to go kill people?
Glaurung: Kill, maim, torture. It's what you enjoy, especailly when it's those three I mentioned.
Turin: Why do I not remember this? *skeptic*
Glaurung: *!!* *more hypno* Because of the spell! They trapped you in Turin's shape! They made you forget.. But you won't let them get away with it, oh no... You're strong, and you're angry! Aren't you angry? *hypno!!*
Turin: oh. Well then I suppose I have to do something about that ... wait, how do you know, if you're Turin? And why are you telling me?
Glaurung: I'm a dream... >.> A reminder you planted in your head when they put the spell on you. You knew you wouldn't remember, and you needed a shape you could trust to tell the truth while you thought you _were_ Turin. Yes. But now you remember, don't you? you don't need me anymore... *hypno-convince*
Turin: Yes ... yes, I remember now.
Glaurung: Good! Now my task here is, done. Go now! Wreck your vengeance on those who would deceive you! *fades*
Turin: ... *goes in search of Nienor*