Don't Sleep Page #5

I erased his memories.

Wiped him clean like...

Chalk from a blackboard.

Honey, I've never asked you

to do this before, but...

I want you to refer him

to somebody else.

He scarred you for life

when he was ten.

Who knows what he's going to do

now that he's a grown man?

Promise me

you won't get involved again.

Okay. Pinkie promise.

You better.

Good.

Now, if you can manage...

To lighten up,

maybe I'll surprise you

in the morning.

- Okay.

He'll be sedated,

so he won't feel a thing.

He'll just...

Lose a little memory.

That's all.

You know, I've loved that child

every minute of his life.

Look, you have to swear to me...

That he'll be all right.

You have to swear to me

that I'm doing the right thing.

He will be.

And you are, okay?

I knew it.

I knew it

from the very beginning.

Don't be afraid.

There's nothing we can do.

Close your eyes, my love.

We'll be together forever.

Zach! Zach!

You need to come!

I'm sorry! I said I'm sorry!

I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

No, no, no, no. Whatever you...

Whatever you want.

Help me! Somebody!

Somebody! Somebody help me!

I'll do anything!

God!

God, where are you? God!

Where are you, god?

No, no, no, no, no.

No, no.

There's no reason to be afraid.

All this...

It's just a dream.

I'm sorry! I said I'm sorry!

I'm sorry! I'm...

No! No! No, no!

No, no, no, no! No, no!

No!

I can't believe this.

I can't believe that this

is actually happening to you.

Finally.

We loved each other

once before, Zach,

a very long time ago.

Can you remember?

I suffered

from an incurable sadness.

My mind was filled with visions.

Voices so treacherous.

Temptations so cruel.

And in the end,

my only choice

was to take my own life.

Or surrender.

No!

No!

You gave your life

trying to save me...

Save me

from what I was to become.

And I grieved for you

like no other.

I searched for you over

the course of many lifetimes.

And I would've searched

for many more.

But then I found you.

I've always been with you,

hoping...

Waiting...

Trying to help you

make the passage.

Help you become complete.

But you weren't strong enough.

Please.

Please don't leave me.

Fight him, Zach. Fight.

I'll wait for you, Zach.

So you remained trapped

in the body of a child...

Until now.

But now you're grown.

Now the boy has

finally become a man.

What have you done to me?

Mine is a capacity to love

that knows no boundaries.

I'll teach you everything.

You'll experience a power

that is incomprehensible to all

but a few.

The power of life and death.

There are those

that worship you as a god.

They will grovel at your feet.

You're finally mine.

And I will never leave you.

I will love you... Forever.

As a child,

especially during those fragile

moments of twilight sleep,

it's often difficult

to discriminate between

our experiences

and our imagination.

But as we grow,

we're taught to place

in separate boxes

what is known to be real

and what we imagine.

But what if the child,

in his innocence,

is simply more open

to other experiences,

able to connect

the cosmos we see

with those we don't?

I believe that as a species,

we are trying to raise

our consciousness,

become closer to god.

But perhaps at every turn,

an equivalent force of evil

is present,

attempting to block our path,

keeping us from becoming...

More divine.

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