Galen sits down, and then remembers his glasses, but just before he goes to reach for them, he notices something strange: he can see. When he looks across the room, he can see the edges of the stupid video camera clearly. Quickly, he reaches a hand up to push at one of his eyelids, to see if maybe he has his contacts in, or something -- but no. His glasses are off, and he can see. What the hell.

He shakes his head, then, staring at his feet. Thinking about it makes him nervous, he doesn't want to.

"It's -- all this fucked up blur, it's nothing. It's not like that." He and Anna killed all the snakes, he's sure of it. "Like an actual dream. I haven't had one of my own in -- fucking forever."