"Last night I... I woke up... with the worst headache I've ever had in my life. And I... I went into the bathroom.... to get some aspirin? And I happened to look in the mirror. And... I swear to God, I see something... I can't describe. But it sure as hell is not my reflection.
And then, I hear... this weird... howl... coming out of the sink. And there's a voice. It's a voice... and it's saying: Do not be afraid. Ninety-nine will die. Denver nine. I even wrote it down. He just keeps saying the same thing over and over, for an hour... and then it stops.
And when I wake up this morning, I look at this piece of paper where I wrote down the words. This thing was on it. I did not draw that."
"Gordon, you -- your ear's bleeding."
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