1: Dan is on his back, panting like a dog, as Eli scratches at his ears.
Eli: Relax.
Focus on my words.
Listen like a good dog.
A good puppy.
Empty of thoughts. Empty of worries.
No thoughts. No cares. Just warm light. Just my voice.

2: Behind Eli, the shadow of Jesse looms.
Eli: Empty mind. Just my voice.
But someone is in there, right?
Is there a presence?
Dan: Y..rrf.. yeh…

3: The shadow recoils in shock.
Eli: It’s me.
I’m in your head now. Picture me.
The shape in your head. It’s my shape.