Billy. [It’s the same voice from the dream. It’s always been Jim’s voice, hasn’t it? He’s always been capable of this. He just hasn’t wanted to admit it.

He purrs:] I know you can be good for me. You can, can’t you - baby?

[Somehow it’s the baby that feels like the nail in the coffin.]

Take a deep breath for me. Put yourself away. You’re - you’re only come for me, when I say so. You can do that. [he’s lost his fucking mind, clearly.]