I used to look up at space with hope and wonder in my eyes

[zib]

Who: Zib, and possibly you? (Some threads closed, some open)
What: Event shenanigans in the form of paranoia and memories about aliens trying to kill you
When: Throughout the month of December
Where: Around Disaster House, or walking around on his own about the city and beaches

Content Warnings: paranoia, obsession, descriptions of cartoon violence, descriptions of more horrifying alien body horror violence, mention of parental neglect, mention of murder, identity issues, insults involving one's sanity, etc. will add more if they come up in a thread.

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Winter Mourning / outside Disaster House

Zib is not quite an official resident of the Disaster House, but his ship is currently here on their property while he figures out how to try to fix it and get it running properly again. And his friends had been nice enough to let him sleep on a couch instead of sleeping outside upon discovering that he... did not have a house he had any plans of staying at until this issue was resolved.

So not quite going full-hobo like he was since arriving, he's been in a rather good mood despite the ship crash. For the first time he can ever remember in his life, there are actually people he can think of as his friends that are willing to have his back, and it's gotten him thinking that maybe there are more things to find about this place to appreciate. Instead of, you know, attempting to run away and off this planet as soon as possible.

So once he hears about a Trench tradition to gather some bones together to create a decoration, he does just that, setting it against the outside of his ship in the driveway of the Disaster House for the time being. Maybe it will be a good luck charm--something to keep him going and hope that his ship will be repaired again soon.

Except... it glows, and touching it suddenly brings Zib and anyone else who may have come upon it into his memories. And there are two things that will become very quickly apparent to anyone upon finding themselves in this memory, regardless of which one it is.

The first thing is, Dib is very much human. Far more human looking in his past memories than he has ever looked since arriving in Trench despite attempts to disguise otherwise. The Dib of the past has normal skin complexion, proper ears and nose, and isn't wearing a ratty hood to hide the back of their head. Their glasses don't have a chip in them, and for all intents and purposes, they look like a normal child.

The second thing is that all of his memories seem to revolve around a central target: a small green alien named Zim. Even in memories where Zim is wearing a disguise, it's easy to tell that it's still the same person due to how tacky and lame the disguise is. No matter what form he's in, he is present in every memory of Dib's that can be brought forth when touching the antler decoration he made. Sometimes, it even feels like there's a sudden moment where you are seeing things from Zim's perspective rather than Dib's, before cutting back to seeing it from Dib's if you are unfortunate enough to get one of those type of memory journeys here rather than experiencing it as a third party.

Which begs the question of whose memories you are actually seeing in some regard, doesn't it?

As a result, you may end up finding yourself in one of the following:

A. The day these two first met and their rivalry began, from the look of things. It's... it sure is a lot! It seems like while Dib has been a nice enough guy here in Trench, he holds no such kindness toward Zim from the second they met.

B. One of, if not many, numerous ridiculous fights that these two have had since then. Dib finds out that Zim has an allergy to meat and throws baloney at him in the school cafeteria, Zim retaliates via injecting Dib with a method to turn him into baloney. Dib points out that a nurse might find it odd that Zim doesn't have human organs, Zim retaliates via stealing everyone's organs, including Dib's lungs. They chase, shoot, throw things at each other, yell about how they are going to defeat the other, and so on in a constant cycle of battles and escalating over the most riduculous shit, even if, arguably, Dib does have a point that letting Zim win could hurt the Earth even with the stupidest of schemes. Either way, Dib sure does get hurt a lot in his pursuit of saving the Earth.

Which one of these dumb fights did you get suckered into having to bear witness to? Will there ever be a day where this ongoing cycle ends?

C. The answer to that, dear friends, is yes. And unlike the downright ridiculous fights and sometimes laws of physics and logic getting thrown out the nearest window, the rivalry ends rather simple and brutal. There's no lead up to what caused this particular fight, as if Dib himself no longer remembers what was so different this time. It just starts with Dib, standing over Zim's body, the other bleeding out a bright pink fluid onto the floor of his lab. The little backpack thing that Zim wears has been torn from his back, lying in a mess of broken wires a few feet away.

And Dib stands there with pink blood on his hands, and for a moment, he actually looks confused by this outcome. He attempts to prod Zim's body, call his name... but Zim doesn't answer, and continues to remain lifeless on the floor. Dib looks down at his hands covered in thick pink alien blood, and just... stares, begins talking to himself.

"I... I did it? I actually did it... I actually beat him this time? That's... that's a good thing, so..."

But is it, though? What exactly happens after you've finally defeated your rival anyway?

He glances at the PAK on the floor nearby... and begins to reach out toward it...

Run Rabbit, Run / around the neighborhood and woods

[Once he realizes what the purpose of the Winter Mournings are, and as the month continues, he starts feeling sicker with paranoia. Not just towards others--did they see those memories? Are they afraid of him? Will they hurt him even if they don't know?--but also toward himself. Is he still Dib? Is he now Zim? Is he just a Zib after all, just as his alternate self had called him in that awful void?

So he distances himself. He goes back to staying outside working on his ship, exploring, and gathering supplies for his own needs rather than allowing himself to be in the physical presence of people. But that doesn't curb his paranoia--what if someone tries to attack him while he sleeps? So he builds traps all around his ship in case someone tries to touch or break into it. He keeps his hood up at all times, but prepared to lash out with a PAK leg the second he notices sudden movement. He even steals a couple of knives to keep in his closes just on the off chance someone gets past his PAK's defenses.

He isn't going to let himself be attacked. He refuses to die. He refuses to have things stolen from him.

Not again.]

Comments

[droptheious]

[He definitely looks...very different and that leaves a whole slew of questions in Varian's mind. Ones he knows he can't really ask here in the memory, it wouldn't be fair. Varian understands the importance of privacy of a people's thoughts a great deal and doesn't want to cross that line.

He follows, because boy does he want to see what Zim looks like. So very, very much. ]

Well...I'll come with you, okay? As some backup.

[zib]

[When they reach the house, Dib storms right up to the door and bangs on it as hard as he can with a fist to get the invader's attention. Normally, this would be the part in his memory where he makes some kind of bold declaration about how "this ends today" or "I'm ready for whatever you've got", but perhaps because of Varian's influence now leaking into the memory, he refrains.

The door swings open on it's own from the force of Dib's knocking... and it's an absolute fucking mess to be seen inside. Piles upon piles of what looks like trash, food, and random inventions strewn about with little care. A TV can be heard loudly playing some commercial for a pizza place in town, and the only sign of life appears to be a little blue-eyed robot that happily waves and welcomes them in. Varian and Dib will have to be careful not to trip over anything to get to the couch.]

Uh, hey... Zim's evil robot, where is Zim?

[The robot babbles some kind of nonsense, before the... very large pile of cheese and nachos next to the robot on the couch suddenly speaks.]

"Hey, can you keep it down? I'm trying to be miserable over here in my cheesy cocoon of misery."

[And out pokes some kind of alien with green skin and pink eyes... Zim himself, it seems, who doesn't seem to care about the state he's been found in. Right... Dib had forgotten that Zim had been acting super mopey during this part when remembering what happened, so this is probably the weirdest first impression Varian could have here of the so-called "evil alien" as it starts going on about how the junk around them is just stuff he made for "phase 2" of some plan, including... what appears to be a capsule containing a rejected clone of Dib's dad? Creepy.]

"Oh yeah, that one. I figured it could replace your actual dad... and you know, ground you forever or something, but I just couldn't get it to make pudding the way you love it."

[Dib at this point sort of turns to look at Varian with a look like "he isn't normally like this, I swear, please take us seriously on the fact that this guy is indeed a legitimate threat"]

[droptheious]

[Well. That sure is the little robot. Varian follows Dib inside, trying to cage his despite to try and work out how the thing works. This is not the time, he needs to focus on his friend. So he tries to focus on this. On the alien pulling himself out of the mess. This is definitely...really fucking weird. ]

...Did he try to badly clone your dad? 'Cause it sounds like he tried to badly clone your dad.

[Still, he knows that appearances can be deceptive. He was tinier and only 14 when he did what he did, and no one thought he was able to carry out the attack he did. So his tone isn't judgemental.]

That seems like a...not great plan?

[zib]

It sure isn't. I don't even like pudding that much.

[He mutters to Varian quietly, even though Dib is the only person who can probably see or hear Varian in this memory right now. Zim certainly doesn't seem to have noticed Varian's presence as he just waves at arm at Dib and asks why Dib is even there, to which Dib holds up a pair of handcuffs.]

I'm here to lock you up?

"Fine, I don't care." ​

[Zim pulls himself out of his weird nest of cheese and nachos to grab Dib's handcuffs and slap them over his own wrists. He then goes into some sort of explanation that apparently, the Irken Armada that he is part of are planning to drive right on past Earth without coming in contact with it. Thus, his leaders, the Tallest (yes they really are called that), are not coming and won't see any of the work Zim is doing to conquer the Earth, so it seems the whole thing is pointless at the moment.

Zim collapses on the floor and begins loudly crying about "losing the respect of the Tallest", and Dib awkwardly looks away... however, before he can say anything to Varian about all this, the TV chooses that exact moment to play a certain commercial.]

"There may come a time when we, at Membrane Labs, stop making the world more amazing."

[Sure enough, his Dad is on TV, and Dib finds himself looking back at Zim again, remembering the words he had said at this moment to the alien while the commercial played. The one moment when he had thought maybe he and Zim actually had something in common, something worth agreeing upon with each other.]

You know... my Dad doesn't respect what I do either.

"That time is not now."

He thinks I'm crazy, like the rest of the world does. The world I just saved, without anybody knowing.

"At the Membrane Labs keynote, we will make history again. Membrane Labs: who wants a better EVERYTHING?"

[Oh, right... the keynote. He had forgotten about that... with a little less dramatics this time, he states out loud mostly for Varian's benefit--]

My dad's about to announce a new bracelet that will somehow create world peace at the keynote tomorrow. The whole world will be watching... and if I was to expose Zim in front of everyone during that live broadcast, they'd have to believe that he actually exists now.

[For a moment, the memory suddenly wavers like a mirage, as Dib is reminded of the brief fantasy he had entertained at the time of having this idea--himself, standing on his stage dressed up in a labcoat like his Dad, showing off Zim to the world. His Dad standing in the audience applauding, saying he never should have doubted him... but then the illusion fades quickly due to Zim's voice cutting back in from where he's grumbling on the floor.]

"Fine, I don't care. Do whatever you want."

[Seems like Zim is onboard with this plan as he doesn't move to try to run off here.

However... is it just you Varian, or do you get the feeling that the Zim of this memory has stopped looking at Dib like he probably should be doing, and his gaze has sort of drifted in your direction where you're standing instead?]

[droptheious]

[Varian's watching the entire exchange with a soft frown. This is a strange new experience for him, but the mood is horribly familiar. He shifts uneasily as the scene keeps moving onwards. He can't tell where this is going, but he can't see it being anywhere good. Not by the way Zib is holing himself. Not with how defeated Zim is. This is screaming bad idea. ]

...What- what happened next? Did you take him and show the world or... or did everything go...bad?

[zib]

... Both.

[Suddenly, the memory shifts around them in a whirlwind of color and noise, and when it passes, the two of them are now no longer standing in Zim's house.

They're now standing on a balcony over looking a stage, as Dib's dad is giving his speech about how apparently the peace bracelet he invented uses "the energy of children" or something that will cause people to feel happy and relaxed when in proximity to any children wearing it and holding hands with one another... okay, sure.

Varian and Dib are not alone here, however: Zim is right here too, and before Dib can jerk back away from his sudden proximity, he's snapping the bracelet onto Dib's wrist and talking.]

"I've updated the bracelet. Just hit that button there and you'll be in control of everything."

[The bracelet in question has some kind of... green goo surrounding it that is making some very questionable noises. Like as if the goo is somehow screaming in a high-pitched whine...]

[droptheious]

[That speech about the energy of children honestly sounds like a disaster waiting to happen. Varian can think of a thousand different ways that can backfire horribly- much less because children aren't exactly always full of happy, peaceful energy to start with.

...And then THAT happens and his concern is ramped to eleven.]

That seems like a really bad thing. What...in control of what?

[zib]

In control of the cameras and lights. The plan is to direct everyone's attention up here instead of looking at the stage while I've got Zim with me. Then we would dramatically jump down and do a whole speech having Zim shown off for all to see.

[But Dib doesn't move to push the button. Not as hastily as he had before, because the more he remembers, the more hesitant he is about showing just how badly he is about to mess up here in front of Varian, let alone reliving this whole thing.

And it seems his hesitance is having an effect on the memory and, as if attempting to nudge him along into letting events play out, Zim suddenly speaks up from where he had been waiting for Dib to act.]

"What's the holdup, Dib-beast? Weren't you gonna "expose the truth to the world"? Especially to that stupid human master you call 'Dad'? Hurry up and get it over with already."

[droptheious]

That's... hmm. This seems off? Like...why is he suddenly so keen to help you? Nothing you've told me about him would suggest he'd ever want to do that? Pretty much the opposite, in fact.

[It feels very suspicious, even more as Zim starts speaking to nudge him along. ]

Like...I don't know. Something doesn't sit right.

1/2

[zib]

Yeah... I...

[He knows that now, of course, that this wasn't a good idea. But he can still remember that feeling he had at the time, being so hopeful that this was it, this was the moment that all of his fighting and pain had been worth leading up to. He had finally won, and he was finally going to have everyone's attention in a more positive manner than he had ever gotten before.

His dad was finally going to be proud of him.]

I...

[His finger hesitates over the button... and then he starts to drop his hand back down.]

I... don't want to do it. Not again, if what I think is about to happen next is going to be something I have to live through again.

[Maybe this is a memory he doesn't have to obsess with anymore, if he tries to let go of it...

... And that's when Zim suddenly speaks.]

"You're pathetic."

[Zim suddenly holds up a remote in his hand into the air above him.]

"If you're not going to act, then I will."

2/2

[zib]

[He pushes the button on his own remote... and that's when the bracelet around Dib's wrist suddenly activates. Before Dib can do anything to pull it off, something extends out of the bracelet and grabs Dib's other wrist, binding them both together into a locked mechanism so that he can't pull his arms free.

It then extends several more cables out to wrap around his legs to keep them stuck in one place, and then up and around his mouth to gag him and keep him from yelling.

Zim's expression has changed from indifference to genuine malice and glee.]

"Now then, if you'll excuse me... I've got a speech to give."

[He proceeds to lift a foot... and then kicks Dib as hard as he can into the balcony's railing. Varian gets maybe a second of Dib making eye contact with him fearfully before his body tumbles over the railing of the balcony and landing on the stage as Zim hits another button to cut the lights, sending the entire auditorium into sudden darkness.]

[droptheious]

[Varian couldn't, not for a second, blame him for charging into this as sketchy as it was. After all, isn't that what he did with the rocks? Just dove in knowing it was stupid and dangerous because he thought this time it would make his dad proud of him? He can Zib could write a damn book on the subject.

Zib says he doesn't want to live through the memory again and that's just heartbreaking, because Varian's experiences have taught him these are inevitable. They follow how the memory went and that's that. You can't change the past unless you're actually time travelling. He opens his mouth to tell him that when Zim starts speaking.

He turns to watch, his stomach dropping. This is bad. This is so bad. And lo it does. Even knowing the memory probably can't change- and the past certainly can't be changed- he can't help but surge forward to try and catch his friend- to save him from dropping. ]

Hey, WAIT!

[zib]

[Unfortunately, Dib has no means of reaching back to try to grab for Varian due to his hands being bound, and thus disappears into the darkness of the auditorium. There's a murmur in the crowd of the audience wondering why the lights suddenly went out, until the screen on the stage suddenly flickers a menacing red. It flashes with the symbol for the Irken Armada, before disappearing and the lights come back on to reveal...

Zim on the stage, perhaps wearing the flimsiest disguise to hide his green skin--it looks like a mascot costume like you would see at a football game, but of a human rather than an animal. He cheerfully waves to the crowd.]

"Greetings, my fellow humans! I'm, eh, Professor Zim! That other guy who was talking about the bracelet, he totally retired and put me in charge now. And I've made some exciting new changes to the bracelet for you all."

[Zim shows the bracelet on the screen, with that menacing green ooze around it.]

"I promise you will all love it. Tell them, Dib."

[And that's when he shoves out Dib from where the other had been behind him. It seems he survived the fall as there's no noticeable injury. However, he is still bound tightly in the metal restraints, forced to stand there and unable to run off or even start screaming or swinging his hands at this jerk.

However, a green hologram appears over the metal casing covering his mouth, and in Zim's voice, it starts speaking for Dib.]

"Yes! He's soooooo cool, we should all do everything he says! No matter how evil it sounds! Hail Zim!"

[The audience, shockingly, does not seem to notice how extremely fucked up this whole thing is, and nod along seeing this as acceptable. Dib however has a look in his eyes like he would like nothing more than to pitch himself off the stage and risk dying from a fall again to get away from this humiliation.]

[droptheious]

[What in the great googly fuck is HAPPENING? Varian stares at all of this, eyes wide, looking between the alien and the people who just seem to be...accepting all of this as something normal. Not even Corona was this sheeplike and he ran it with the king and queen like puppets for months! Even then he had a resistance against him. This is insanity.

So, naturally, he's just going to wave his arms, trying to get their attention, trying to do something to help his friend.]

HEY! NO?! Are you guys not seeing this? He's obviously</i. being controlled!

[zib]

[Dib goes glance up in Varian's direction, eyes wide watching as Varian tries to shout and get the attention of the crowd.

For that matter, Zim also turns his head to look in Varian's direction. Is he actually able to see and hear Varian, or is he just looking to see what it is that Dib is staring at?

Either way, there's a beat as he seems to think of something to say to keep the crowd's attention on him here.]

"Did I mention that the bracelet comes in four colors?"

[This gets the crowd screaming in joy and waving their arms about in eager anticipation of getting a bracelet as Dib gives Varian an apologetic look.

Thanks for trying Varian, but now you see why Dib has had such a hard time trying to get people to listen to facts and logic when they get easily swayed by stupid things like this.]

[droptheious]

[He can well and truly see the madness now and oh boy does he hate it. This is even more frustrating than trying to get anything across to Coronains, and that's really saying something. ]

Are you people kidding me right now?!!!

[He dreads to think what the alien is going to do, and so he's trying to find a way to get down to the stage, to stop Zim before he can do something, anything that can hurt his friend. ]

[zib]

[Thankfully, Zim doesn't seem interested in doing anything to Dib anymore while the crowd is cheering for him. He even ends up doing some crowd surfing as he jumps off the stage and is carried away by the enthusiastic fools, laughing mockingly as he waves a hand at Dib.

Dib can't really do anything to stop him leaving either, save for struggling against his restraints. When he sees Varian climbing down the balcony to get to the stage, he at least tries to force his legs to cooperate into moving over to meet the other.

This results in the restraints being too heavy, and as a result he ends up faceplanting onto the ground with a muffled "oww"... so much for that idea.

The good news, however, is that once Varian reaches the stage, the memory shifts around them and the stage disappears... to be replaced with the interior of what looks like a prison cell. Probably not that much of an upgrade to be honest, but at least the restraints disappear off Dib, who rolls over on the ground to lie on his back and stare at the ceiling.]

... Well. That sucked.

[droptheious]

[Varian has been increasingly worried about all of this and has been moving as fast as his legs will take him. Which...isn't fast in all honestly. But move he does. He grimaces as Zib falls flat on his face- moving to try and help him up...

And then everything changes. For a horrible, fleeting second, Varian wonders if they've slipped into his memories, and panic slips into his expression. But then he realises, as he looks around, this isn't his cell. It's not the castle dungeons. This is still Zib's memories.

He exhales, slow and shaky, before turning his attention to his friend on the ground. He offers a hand, you know, if he wants to get up. If he wants to stay on the ground hating his existence, that's cool too. ]

I see what you mean now by how stupid people are in your world. I think you might be the only sane person on your entire planet.

[zib]

[For now, Dib doesn't take the hand, because yeah, he does take a second to hate his existence here.]

I can't say that I'm not stupid either, though--I of all people should have known that Zim wouldn't actually give up that easily, or even if he did, that he wouldn't find a way to change his mind and stab me in the back later. It was stupid to ever trust him, or think that for once I had actually succeeded at something. I was supposed to save the world, but instead I helped Zim destroy it. Putting the Earth in danger, getting my dad kidnapped and... [A pause, as he recalls where this prison cell is--] ... ending up in space jail while Zim gets to do whatever he wants... it's all my fault...

"Uh... normally, you crying on the floor is hilarious, but come on... making fun of you is no longer fun when you're this sad."

[Comes a new voice that cuts in to his moping, suddenly, and upon looking, it turns out they are not alone in this jail cell. There's a girl with purple hair and a rather intense expression that's regarding Dib with disdain where he's lying on the floor.]

Oh, right... sorry Gaz, I forgot you were dragged into this mess and ended up in space jail too.

"Please. You and I know that we can do way worse to each other than getting us both thrown in a space prison. This is nothing. Now get up!"

[Even though she doesn't move from the spot she's taken in the jail cell, there's something about her tone and cold facial expression that might honestly be even more intimidating than the evil alien Zim. Which is probably why he finally takes Varian's offered hand to do as she says and get up from the floor quickly before she gets any ideas to use force to get him moving.]

[droptheious]

[Varian lets Zib just let it all out. He knows as much as anyone that sometimes, you just need to wallow in self-pity before building yourself back up again. He doesn't want to interrupt his friend's wallowing time. Once there's a break in it, he opens his mouth to tell Zib it's not his fault he was tricked, that he was doing what he could and other people are the idiots here.

...Oh it's Gaz. He remembers Zib talking about her.]

...Your sister?

[He helps Zib up, looking at the purple-haired girl.]

She uh...looks like she means business.

[zib]

[Quietly, as if concerned that she might overhear him, he agrees.]

Yeah. And that's because she does. She can be... aggressive when she wants to be.

[Even Zim seems to be afraid of her sometimes, referring to Gaz as "Dib's scary sister" rather than the usual insults he tends to give most people he meets.]

As such, it's generally a very bad idea to get her angry, so I try to avoid that as much as possible.

[That doesn't always work sometimes though, whenever Dib accidentally eats the last slice of pizza or interrupts her gaming sessions. But one could easily chock that up to things that are kind of hard to navigate around when you have siblings.]

[droptheious]

Hah, yeah. She...definitely exudes that sort of vibe.

[Sometimes, you have a person in your life you do not cross ever. Varian knows that feeling. Gaz reminds him of Angry in no small measures. ]

Hmmm, I have someone like home that way. I guess being locked in space prison did nooooothing for her mood.

[zib]

[Dib shakes his head at that as Gaz wanders past them to pace around the cell, while Dib turns his attention to the energy field that serves as the door keeping them locked in.]

It's fine, though. If I remember correctly from what happens at this part, we're going to get rescued by my ship that's hovering somewhere outside the prison. I don't remember how long it took for that to happen, though. I think I was distracted crying on the floor or having a some kind of rant about how mad I was about Zim tricking me or how impossible it seemed for the people around us to... I don't know, wake up to the fact that there's more out there that they are blinding themselves to. And that if we could all just come to an understanding, maybe then there wouldn't be so much fighting or suffering and there really would be world peace with all of us coming together to fight against the evil alien--

"Dib, shut up and stop mumbling to yourself for a minute, I found Dad!"

[Sure enough, it turns out this cell is much deeper than first thought, and Dib's dad comes into view from where he had been lurking in the back. He appears to be physically fine despite the time in space prison, even picking up Dib's sister to let her hug him. Unlike last time, Dib doesn't immediately run up to his dad to hug him either, instead sort of awkwardly walking over to him.]

Hey Dad.

"Hello son! I didn't want to interrupt your lovely, imaginary speech there, but--"

Imaginary?

"Well, the last thing I remember was something hitting me in the head, and then I started seeing this incredible hallucination here."

Uh, no? This is all really happening...or at least it was at the time this all first happened, don't know what to call this happening again right now?

[He sort of turns to Varian with a look like as if he's only just now realizing that he has no idea why any of this memory is playing out again and is looking to Varian for help here on figuring it out.]

[droptheious]

[Varian nods, taking Zib's word for it. After all, who should know his memories better than Zib himself?

But...it's clear this is not how he expected it to happen. Varian's brow furrows, he doesn't understand this, either.]

...This is weird. The- the memories never change? Or...they didn't in Deerington. They just...ran their course and then you woke up back to normal. This is...unusual.

[zib]

Huh... well, good to know that I'm not the only one who is dealing with some confusion here?

[His Dad and sister are not really listening anymore though--theyve started talking about what to do when they leave here. There's something or other about stealing some "minimoose" that Zim has to use and try to teleport the Earth back where it's supposed to be, because the bracelets fucked up the Earth's normal placement with his modification and created some kind of florpus hole that will suck everything in its path, including the Earth, into a dead reality or something... as you do. Completely normal and scientific stuff happening here.]

Well, like I said, this might end quickly soon if the point of all this is to relive this nonsense again, since the ship is gonna be here any second and... wait.

[Dib suddenly gets a rather troubled look on his face, even as the ship does indeed arrive, knocking out a wall in the cell and yelling for the stupid humans to get their ugly butts in here already. Gaz is already getting in the front while the remaining group of Dib, his Dad, and Varian are given he indication that they should be in the back carriage that's been added to the ship to allow more people. But as Dib sits down in front of his Dad, the troubled look suddenly becomes one of dawning horror.]

"Son? What's with that look?"

I... I forgot. How could I have forgotten something so...

[And then he turns to Varian, suddenly panicked as he puts his hands up in front of the other. As if trying to somehow block him from looking at something, tho this is a pretty flimsy attempt given Varian's height advantage over Dib.]

We--we need to... I don't know, figure out how to make this memory stop right now. Before it's too late.