Mr. Sandman
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Next slide: A young boy sitting in a classroom, watching a teacher. There are other students in the photo, but he is at the focus of it.
Bogeyman: Ah--"School days, school days, dear old golden fool days." There he is again, friends, ruthlessly pillaging the Crandall educational system...filching the fruits of other citizens' research in preparation for larger, later heists.
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Next slide: A young Emmett Adams wearing a cap and gown, holding a diploma--his mother on one side of him, forcing a smile, and his father standing grumpily on the other side. It's his high school graduation.
Bogeyman: And now, the full regalia! No more high school--no more unstudious, unscrupulous nitwits to hold him back. Nowhere to go but up--the sky's the limit! There's a lad with a future, and more than enough gumption to shoot to the top.
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Next slide: An older Emmett, at another graduation--this time from college. He wears another cap and gown, has another diploma, but looks grimmer, quieter than in the last photo. His mother is in the picture behind him, but she only looks blasé'.
Bogeyman: Will you look at this? More commencement! Without question, this was an exceptional young scholar, a veritable wunderkind! They grow up so fast, don't they? Only three slides ago, he was our bouncing baby boy.
Lady (wiping eyes with handkerchief): Sob! Oh dear...where have all the good times gone?
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Next slide: Emmett again, still older, at his post-graduate ceremony. This time, even his mother is gone from the photo.
Bogeyman: Ho-hum. Are you all as tired of this scene as I am? More achievements, more awards, more certificates. This time, our hero has completed his Ph.D. By now, he has enough sheepskin to assemble a small lamb.
Man: You know, I'm very proud of him.
Woman: He's just so well-groomed.
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Next slide: Emmett at the same age as the last slide, working with parts of a complex mechanism on a bench in a laboratory.
Bogeyman: Heigh-ho, heigh-ho, it's off to work he goes! Desiring to pursue new facets of the medical technology he studied in school, DR. Adams secured an appointment to a sleep research program at UCLA. Ostensibly, he wanted to tap into dreams to assist the mentally ill. Confidentially, his goals were loftier: large sums of money and lucrative corporate job offers resulting from his discoveries.
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Slide: The heavy girl, in her early 20's, who appeared in the Dream Lord's flashbacks in Part II as Tally. The girl is wearing a light summer shirt and shorts, and is standing outside by some trees, smiling.
Bogeyman: And who, pray tell, is this? The love interest, or course! Tally Grover pined for our boy from the moment she first scrubbed his beakers. Young and impressionable, this poor urchin turned to Jell-O each and every morning she came to work as the Doctor's undergrad lab assistant. Adams's affections, naturally, ran to more exotic entrees.
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Slide: A young, well-built man with black hair, wearing a lab coat and carrying a clipboard. He is waving good-naturedly at the camera. It is the Bogeyman, perhaps 4 or 5 years younger.
Bogeyman: Now who is that handsome devil? Hmmm... He looks a bit familiar, doesn't he, Kubla?
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Closeup of the Dream Lord, hypnotized by the screen, staring, his mouth open with shock and sudden recognition.
Bogeyman (off-panel): But I can't seem to place him. Oh, I can't bear it when I forget a face.
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Next slide: Another shot of the young, dark-haired man. This time, he is seated before a microscope, making notes in a notebook. He is intent on his work.
Bogeyman: Something about him appeals to me. Could it be his rugged good looks? The obvious intelligence in those piercing eyes? Perhaps his charming, wholesome, and courageous personality? I'm not quite sure...
Man: Could be any one of those, you know, or a combination. I, for one, am stunned by his dynamic and forceful charisma.
Woman: By all means! That individual is nothing short of extraordinary! Is he a president or a pontiff? A champion at anything he would undertake, most certainly!
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Slide: The dark-haired man is standing in the lab, holding a piece of equipment. Beside him is the young Emmett Adams, looking very subdued and displeased.
Bogeyman: Here we go, now! Our boy seems to know that fellow! What uncanny luck! They must have worked together, or some such. Does it ring a bell, Kubla--maybe just jingle it a teensy bit?
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Slide: Closeup of the dark-haired man's head and shoulders. On his lab coat is an I.D. badge, with letters large enough to be read by the audience.
Bogeyman: Wait, there's a name! How fortunate! The coincidences this afternoon continue to multiply! Let's see--it says "Dr. Thomas Paulsen." Thomas Paulsen...Thomas Paulsen. Does that engender any recognition here?
Woman: It is an impressive title, but I recall no one bearing it. I would remember such a spectacular specimen!
Woman: Paulsen...Thomas Paulsen... let me think...
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Closeup of the Dream Lord, horrified as memories begin to return to him, triggered by the bizarre slideshow.
Bogeyman (off-panel): Oh no! Now I recollect! I knew I'd seen that splendid creature somewhere! Why, how embarrassing!
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Closeup of the Bogeyman, behind the slide projector. The light from the top of the projector beams up at him, casting an eerie glow on his otherwise shadowy face. He has removed his small mask and holds it in his hand--his face revealed to be that of the man in the slides.
Bogeyman (smiling sinisterly): That's me!
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Wide shot of the audience in the dark ballroom, all turned around in their chairs to get a glimpse of him. They are all gaping and pointing and ogling, popcorn and sodas in their hands.
Various exclamations from the crowd: Heavens! He's right! Incredible! I knew it! He's so much better in person, don't you think? Bra-vo! Magnificent!
Bogeyman: Why didn't I deduce that earlier? It must be my allergies. Now, I remember everything so much more clearly...like watching fish in a bowl.
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Slide: Bogeyman and Adams working on some complex equipment in the lab, with a subject sleeping on a cot in the foreground. The subject has electrodes on his skull and body, monitoring his sleep.
Bogeyman: Dr. Adams and I were both part of that illustrious sleep project, slaving away, side-by-side, on bold, unprecedented experiments. See how dedicated we look there?
Woman: Such intensity! Positively inspirational!
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Slide: Dr. Paulsen is elated, standing proudly before a bank of controls and monitors displaying energy patterns. He is lecturing on a new breakthrough to a group of colleagues gathered around him. Off to one side, Dr. Adams looks at him with icy disdain.
Bogeyman: Unfortunately, I had the audacity to unravel certain key discoveries before him. My success, as astonishing as it was to my colleagues, and as exciting as it was to me, nourished naught but resentment in the overzealous Dr. Kubla.
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Slide: Adams at a lab table, slamming his fist down in frustration. He is clawing at his face with the other hand, deeply upset.
Bogeyman: Well...doesn't that just make you want to beat your breast and wail? Poor Kubla--he wasn't doing so well at the time, in his work...
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Slide: Dr. Paulsen, outside the lab, is walking with a beautiful blonde woman. They are arm-in-arm, laughing--while Adams watches nearby in the shadows, scowling.
Bogeyman: ...or anything else. My conquests, on the other hand, continued to mount. It all spun round me, like maypole ribbons--the most bountiful, breeziest era I've known. Am
azingly, it all trickled into my hands--professional success, recognition, money, job offers, women.
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Slide: Dr. Adams and Tally in wedding photo. Adams has only a faint, forced smile.
Bogeyman: ...all those things which Kubla longed for. Bitterly, he resigned himself to being second banana, helping my research advance while the spotlight steadfastly avoided him. When all the desirable females flocked to my beacon of rising fame and wealth, he half-heartedly wedded Tally Grover.
Woman: What a lovely gown! I believe I'm going to cry!
Man: They do make a pleasing couple.
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Slide: Adams and Tally, sitting at a table, with a lawyer on the other side. They both sign papers which are spread out in front of them.
Bogeyman: Again, we see the captivating Mr. and Mrs. Adams, signing an array of certificates...divorce papers, actually. Their connubial bliss was as long-lived as the fizz in an uncapped carbonated soda. The split was far from amicable, due mainly to the dissatisfaction and swelling jealous paranoia of the groom.
Woman: You cad!
Woman 2: Naughty, naughty!
Man: A husband should be shot for such abandonment!
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Closeup of the Dream Lord, still watching intently as the slideshow progresses.
At his side, Lullaby also watches, frowning and puzzled.
Lullaby: Is that goon jerking your chain, Dream Lord?
Dream Lord: No. Oh God, he isn't...
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A quick memory flashback for the Dream Lord, of the scene where Tally is sitting at a kitchen table in her bathrobe. She is crying, upset over their impending separation, holding a cup of coffee in one hand. It is the same scene that kept coming back to the Dream Lord during his ordeal in issue 2.
Tally: You didn't have to do it this way.
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Slide: Back in the UCLA lab, Adams and Paulsen are standing before a bank of controls, operating them and watching a large monitor screen. In the foreground of the photo is a new subject, asleep on a cot and wired with electrodes and a strange, metallic headband. On the screen is the image of the man's dream; he is lounging on a luxurious velvet couch, surrounded by beautiful harem girls. Paulsen is elated at finally tapping into a dream, and smiles broadly, but Adams just stands there and watches without emotion.
Bogeyman: Ah, back to the Brothers Grimm...our heroic high-tech honchos! There we are during the first successful test of the Dream Screen, a device which permitted peeping into any person's dreams! It was a fabulous breakthrough on my part, assisted somewhat by Dr. Kubla's techniques. Of course, assisting was not quite enough for our boy.
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Slide: Closeup of Adams, practically snarling with rage.
Bogeyman: Ha! You see before you the Mad Dog in full bloom! This is Dr. Adams at the apex of his slavering resentment, prepared to do nearly anything to expunge my jaunty genius and mast his own flag.
Woman: Oh, my! Like some frightful grizzly, isn't he?
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Slide: Adams and Paulsen among a new collection of equipment in their lab. Paulsen is placing a helmet-like device on his own head, while Adams makes adjustments to a bank of switches.
Bogeyman: And now, the moment you've all been waiting for! The dirty deed itself! Here we are at the climax of all our research--the first test of the Dream Chute! If effective, the mechanism would allow me to enter someone's mind and shape their dreams!
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Slide: Paulsen is clutching his skull as the helmet erupts with blue sparks and flames. He is in agony, trying to pull the device from his head. Adams has just seen the disaster and is shocked and scared.
Bogeyman: But, as is so often the case when bolting the frontiers of science, the strategy went awry! The Dream Chute exploded, blasting my brain with hundreds of searing volts! I screamed madly, knowing my end was near.
Man: How dreadful!
Woman: How could anyone stand all that?
Man 2: You know, I believe that shot is a bit out of focus.
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Slide: A shot from some sort of pornographic film--but not showing anything graphically obscene. A woman in leather stands by a bed, and she is holding a whip. There is a guy in his boxer shorts on the bed. One of the Bogeyman's stag slides has slipped into his presentation.
Bogeyman: Luckily for me...oh, how did that get in there?
Woman: Goodness gracious!
Man: This is an unusual twist!
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Slide: Paulsen is still writhing under the backfiring helmet, his head encircled by blue energy. He is screaming and grabbing at Adams, who has his hand on a large power cutoff switch.
Bogeyman: Ahem. As I was saying, luckily for me, my loyal and admiring friend Adams was by my side, prepared to shut off the power flow at a second's notice. He leaped to the fray...
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Slide: His hand on the power switch, Adams's expression suddenly changes. No longer merely shocked and ready to rescue his friend, he now looks wide-eyed and thoughtful as a new idea rushes into his mind.
Bogeyman: He clutched the switch, with no thought but that he must preserve his compatriot's life!
Man: Oh, dear! Will he be in time?
Woman: I can't watch!
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Slide: Adams looks grim and hateful and removes his hand from the power switch.
Bogeyman: But then, out of the clear blue sky, he got a cramp in his hand...
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Dream Lord closeup (not a slide), as he becomes frantic and enraged--the memories of what he did rushing back to him, jogged by the slideshow.
Dream Lord: No. No, don't...
Lullaby: Dream Lord?
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Slide: Adams turning to walk away from the dying Paulsen.
Bogeyman: ...something in his eye...
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Another closeup of the Dream Lord, as he grows even more panicky and desperate.
Dream Lord: I said no more! Stop it! Stop!
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Slide: Paulsen crumbles to the ground, in complete agony as the energy pours through his body like lightning, and he dies. Adams, now turned completely away, has his hands over his ears.
Bogeyman: ...a buzz in the eardrum...
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Dream Lord: No more! No no no!
Someone in the audience: Will you kindly keep it down back there?
Lullaby (putting her hand on the Dream Lord's shoulder, trying to relax him): Dream Lord, Dream Lord...take it easy.
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Slide: Paulsen is dead on the floor, smoke rising from the malfunctioned helmet. In the foreground, Adams stands perfectly still, with a mixed expression on his face, looking off to one side of the shot. He looks worried, angry, and triumphant all at once, overcome with the act he has just performed.
Bogeyman: ...and an annoying flash of selective amnesia.
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Dream Lord (screaming insanely): Noooo! I didn't do it!!