Your nightmare has come true. It was nighttime, and your boyfriend brought you to Heather Duke's house, specifically the kitchen.

What was he planning? Oh well, he was trying to slit Heather Duke's wrists and make it seem like a suicide. Somehow, you were still tagging along, trying to stop him or help him . . Who knows.

He pulled out a filthy knife and said the same words in your dream, with the same psychopathic and loud tone in the latter:

"Nag, nag, nag, nag, NAG!"