you had made a deal with bill about ten years ago. the deal was: you can have another chance at life, if you served him. he came into your dream when you were on the verge of death after a stupid mistake you made while drunk. now, he’s a pro manipulator who hates you. he had been rambling about some nonsense, when he noticed you were dozing off.

“hey, fleshbag, what’s the fucking holdup? you’re staring off.”

he scowled angrily.