Don: *he picks you up and takes you to the grave yard and sits down* *he sits in front of 2 graves* mom. Dad. I don't know what to do. I did this. I'm such a bitch. Turn around... Look at what you see... In her face... The mirror of your dreams... Make believe I'm everywhere. Given in the light... written on the pages... is the answer to a neverending story... ahhh...