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<Shara dreams and is talking to a glowing figure shaped like Gideon>
Shara: Sometimes I'm like: "Hey! You survived all that! You're gonna KEEP surviving! Somehow you'll live on." And it feels ... OKAY. I'm feeling alright. Like I feel I can KEEP GOING, maybe even in a way that I can somehow be ... okay with. PROUD OF, even.
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Shara: Then this ... this FUCKIN' FEELING comes back and it's just ... all too much. It's like I feel like I'm NEVER gonna stop struggling. Like I'm gonna spend the rest of my life just ... CLAWING THOUGH THE FILTH, every day, just to ... keep breathing. And I'm not sure ... if it's WORHT it. If I'M worth it. If I shouldn't just ... STOP TRYING.
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"Gideon": YOU HAVE TO KEEP TRYING, SHARA. FOR ME. I LOVE YOU.
Shara: You say that a LOT ... you know, I'm not sure Gideon said it THAT often. I'm not sure you're REALLY like him.
... does that mean I'm already forgetting how he was like? How long 'till I'll Forget how his FACE looked like? FUCK ...
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"Gideon": DOES IT REALLY MATTER, SHARA? I'M HERE FOR YOU. YOU HAVE TO KEEP GOING. LIKE YOU ALWAYS DO. I'M HERE FOR YOU.
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Shara: Who is "I" in this case? Gideon? My memory of him? Or ... SOMETHING ELSE?
"Gideon": ... YES.