You were an insomniac. You knew that. So when the night came closer to you, you started taking these pills. You didn’t know why, but they helped you sleep.

Then there was this guy. He always showed up in your dreams. Yellow skin. Tall. He wore all black, including his fedora. He carried a white bunny. You learned his name was Mafioso, and you saw him pretty much every night. You liked being with him.

“You’re taking drugs?”

Until he found out you took pills to see him. Every night.