"Did you see the shadows dancing under the streetlamp last night?"
"No, but I felt them tug at my coat as I passed by... like they knew something I didn't."
"In dreams, the walls don't ever truly end, do they?"
"They curve back on themselves, a loop of forgotten hallways."
"The stars whispered your name while you slept. They wanted you to remember..."
"Remember what? The secrets of the past or the myths of tomorrow?"
"Sometimes I hear the clock ticking backward. What does that even mean?"
"Perhaps time itself is apologizing for its haste."