Every night it's the same. I'm back in the sewer system of Jasks, running. Someone's after me, but I don't know who. I trip and fall face first. Then I wake up.
It's been six years since I met Jerry under the streets of Jasks but still I am running from him. Always running. I know he is behind bars but my feet continue their flight. Or am I running toward him?
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