Reaching the lobby, Ed looked around and decided that he had enough of being inside for the day. Stepping outside, he noticed the large square outside...the hotel. People were sitting on benches as others walked past them with the intensity that comes of having a purpose that they saw as important. An occasional tourist took a moment to look around while consulting a map or asking for directions. Looking over the large square, Ed was disappointed that the ground was covered with paving stones. “You’re not the only one to make that mistake. My first time here, I had to call my dad to find out where the apartment was. I felt so stupid.” He pointed to the sign on the side of the building, directing them to Apartment 1H.Benjamin was deservedly nervous. He wasn’t at all convinced that twelve frat boys didn’t await him in the apartment for another go at his mouth. Jason had questioned why the frat boys hadn’t raped him conventionally, as well; maybe tonight they’d get their chance.“Can I. What if the only reason you are experiencing these things because I am projecting them onto you? Admit it, at this current moment, you aren’t sure what is real or not. So what is to say that you yourself aren’t real? You believe me to be the projection of what you interpret as Jack Owen while you sleep, but is it not possible that you are in fact the projection of what I interpret as Victoria Ellie?”“That’s ridiculous, I know who I am!” “And I know who I am. However, the question is which of us. " No. You go downstairs." Jeff doesn't move. "Now!"When Jeff leaves, Rachel slams the door, turning angrily toward Sean, "You're just like Fred! No wonder you like him. You pervert!" Rachel. Rachel. Rachel. Lay down." I'm not touching you! Everything's off. I'm going home." OK, go home. Think this over a few days. Just don't cancel anything yet." You need to tell me what's going on!" Nothing's going on, Rachel. Nothing, my love." Don't call me that!"Painfully, "Your anger cuts to the core of my.