Between you and me, none of this makes sense. The story, the pages, Alice... Is Alice in danger or isn't she? What can I even do here? And... And... [ He trails off around the same time that standing up becomes a problem. ]

Shit, I'm sorry, I don't even know why that happened. I'm fine, really. I just- I just need a moment.

[ A moment to figure out what the hell is going on and what the hell I was dreaming about before I woke up. None of this makes any sense. It wasn't making sense before, but now it's making even less. What the hell am I supposed to do?

Alan registers the scuff of the chair on the floor as Barry drags it into place, but even though he's still leaning heavily against the wall, he doesn't move to drop into the chair just yet. ]

A- a sedative, I think he said it was. He said... [ Alan stops, pressing a hand against his forehead as he tries to remember. ] Delusions? Confusion? Did I go insane and no one told me?

[ This is some crazy shit to have written in a week.

Alan pins Barry with a glance that's equal parts desperate, wild, and confused. ]

Barry, tell me I'm not going insane. I'm not losing my mind.

[ He is my best friend. I've known him for so long, he wouldn't hide the truth from me if I really am going insane, but if I'm not... he'd tell me, He wouldn't screw with me. Jesse wouldn't screw with me either. ]

Jesse? Do you think I'm going crazy?