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The Tracker:She’s here. You found her. Impressive. That jolt of fear for her. It connected.

Chris:My God, is that our house? It looks like our home.

The Tracker:Don’t even think that. It’s an illusion. The whole place – her illusion. Suicides can get pretty tortured, pretty committed to punishing themselves. You don’t want to push her that way. You want to see her. Tell her what’s in your heart. And then go.

Chris:No pressure.

The Tracker:Wait. Wait. Wait. I knew you could get us here. You’re a competitor with a big ego.

Chris:How do you know the first thing about me?

The Tracker:You called your son Albert. Who is that?

Chris:First doctor I interned under. He’s like a father to me.

The Tracker:His words were gold. A brilliant mind. You recall what he practiced before he turned to pediatrics?

Chris:Child psychi…

The Tracker:Psychiatry. And he was always a slow reader. But these used to be rimless. And the rest of me used to be black. Do you know why we chose to look different? Me, the children?

Chris:Package doesn’t count? One’s as good as…

The Tracker:Oh, no. The old baggage – the old roles of authority. Who’s the teacher, who’s the father… gets in the way of who we really are, to each other. I’ve been waiting for years for a chance to watch out for you. And I’m watching out for you now. But this isn’t like the rest of hell. You’ve got no defense against Annie. If you losing yourself or being swallowed by hell itself, if that could possibly save her, I’d say go for it, I’d be there cheering you on. You’ve got your children back now. They need you. Three minutes. Anymore, you could lose your mind.

Chris:How can you lose your mind?

The Tracker:Once her reality becomes yours, there’s really no way back.

(Ian’s inner voice:Think about Mom. What you said to bring her back.)

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