Narration(Kore): When I hear screams the walls close in around me. I lose grip on my anger. I start to hurt. And feel.
Narration(Kore): I consoled myself in darkness once, and swore to be dead...but I didn't die. Opiate hallucinations were all I saw, eyes open or closed, it didn't matter. I saw only terrors from a space unknown, so real that they drowned the rest of the world forever.
Narration(Kore): I should have lost all sensibility in those days. Nothing should have ever been able to reach my inner core of terror again.
Narration(Kore): But he does.
Narration(Kore): He's found a new fear for me. One I've never experienced before. Fear of myself.
Kore: Allyson!
Kore: Look you're going to be ok, there's a doctor right inside...
Kore: Allyson!
Car Driver: I didn't mean it! He just darted right in front of me! He was distracted by that tree that crashed down!
Thought(Kore): Hail... what am I doing?
Thought(Kore): Neck brace...splint...help. His help...
Peacenik: Cars are so dangerous!
Judoka: Bicycles are dangerous!
Alan Lyrken: Out of my way, I'm an EMT!
Cossack: Ban them all!
Lyrken: This is really bad! Without immediate care he's not going to make it!
Lyrken: What do we do?
Grant: Kore...
Grant: If you want him to live, you'll give him to me.
So the weirdest thing happened....
It totally hailed two nights ago. At my house, in SF Bay Area, where it never ever ever hails or snows or anything. A freak hurricane barreled in too fast for the forecast models to catch, did some damage in Southern California where it came through the grapevine at Cat 4 winds. And I'd had this strip done for a while, but what are the odds that on the week it's released, nature imitates art? >-O.o-<
