[She calls him "sweetheart" and he has to resist the urge to cringe. That's not right. He hates pet names and she should know that]
I'm starting to think I did.
[The more he thinks about it, the more he focuses and actually looks, there's so many things wrong here]
Years. Carol and I could never hold it together for more than a few months at a time. Years? [This isn't...there's something wrong. Something missing. Something...
The pain in his head grows worse and he remembers, suddenly. Something he couldn't quite reach before, buried in his mind. He's Green Lantern. He's Green Lantern and this is not his house. Outside the window looks like California, which should be right. But he doesn't live in California anymore, does he? He...
...Ring. His ring. He looks down at his hand with growing horror to see that there's nothing there. It should be there. And it isn't]
This isn't real. What the hell's going on? How'd I even get here?
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I'm starting to think I did.
[The more he thinks about it, the more he focuses and actually looks, there's so many things wrong here]
Years. Carol and I could never hold it together for more than a few months at a time. Years? [This isn't...there's something wrong. Something missing. Something...
The pain in his head grows worse and he remembers, suddenly. Something he couldn't quite reach before, buried in his mind. He's Green Lantern. He's Green Lantern and this is not his house. Outside the window looks like California, which should be right. But he doesn't live in California anymore, does he? He...
...Ring. His ring. He looks down at his hand with growing horror to see that there's nothing there. It should be there. And it isn't]
This isn't real. What the hell's going on? How'd I even get here?