Huh.

[Blake is quiet for a while. His breath comes in and out.]

You know what the funny thing is?

[His hands open and close, making his knuckles sting.]

If it was the real me who did it, it wouldn't be so bad. Then I'd know for sure why I made the call.

[He'd know if it was a moment of judgment that there was a real danger, or if it was one of those times when it's been too damn long and you're too damn tired to care about right or wrong anymore, and you just think, you know what? Fuck it. Shoot him.]

Hey. This shadow world you were in. You said that lady was there cause God was pissed off at her.

Is that what happens to everybody God doesn't like, where you're from?