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[corkscrewed]

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audio (immediately after Ford's message)

[epistemological]

Martin. Martin.

Pick up. Have you seen-

Please tell me you've seen it. The message.

audio

[corkscrewed]

No, what--?

[ he'd been taking a nap... ]

What does this even mean?

audio

[epistemological]

[ Martin, if you ever tell anyone that he said this other than Georgie Barker-]

Think 'Stay-Puft Marshmallow man', Martin. It means that things from our thoughts and nightmares are going to be showing up.

Everyone else's, yes, but also ours.

audio

[corkscrewed]

Oh.


Oh, no- Jon, this means--...

[ he doesn't finish. he doesn't figure he has to. ]

audio

[epistemological]

Yes.

And I have no doubt that-

[ In the background, there is the sound of distant music...]

Oh.

Oh no.

audio

[corkscrewed]

Where are you? I can - I can come help.

Audio

[epistemological]

[ Jon actually sounds more than a little off his game. ]

I’ll- let me tell Iris. We’ll- we’ll swing by for you.

And for God’s sake, be careful.

Audio

[corkscrewed]

Okay. Well - yeah, okay. You know where my room is.

Audio

[epistemological]

We're on the way.

[ And after a moment-]

I think Iris has corkscrews if that helps?

Audio

[corkscrewed]

[ ... why is he touched by that. ]

It... does, actually. Thanks.

Audio

[epistemological]

[ There's a few moments of shuffling before-]

Aha! Found one.

[ There's no further messages, just an eventual shouting through the door.]

"Martin? Martin! It's me, it's Jon. Come on!"