you awaken in a dream, an old abandoned theatre. A man sits behind you, he leans towards you and begins to speak.

"I'm sorry, really, I am. I didn't mean to single you out or anything. All humans are equals, after all. Each one of us a beautiful and unique snowflake, just like all the others. You only happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, and you've paid for that mistake. You must be feeling awful. Perhaps wondering where it all went wrong, or why you're such a failure?"