I couldn't. But maybe something else... something more powerful could. I don't know how to explain it, this feeling of something else being at the wheel.

[ The more Alan talks, the more he becomes aware of a feeling of something else being inside him. He can't see what; all he sees is darkness. Something's taken over him, but what? ]

I don't know why I feel like I need the pages back. They feel important somehow. Maybe... maybe I need the pages to see what the story is and- [ It feels to Alan that his train of thought is running away from him, or being taken away, and he's having to chase after it to keep it. ] Maybe I need to change the story, to stop whatever's going on. I don't know how I know, but I think this story is a bad one. It's going to get people hurt.

... Jesse. [ He echoes her name, as if filing it away in his thoughts in an effort to remember it. Not that he thinks he's going to forget about her anytime soon. He's already noticed her fire red hair and green eyes that seem like they could just pull him in. Maybe he wants to be pulled in. Except maybe this isn't the time for that. ]

That's a nice name. It fits you.