Imaginaerum Page #3

Look.

It's just a bunch of clowns.

And trapeze artists

...wearing tights...

That's all.

Alright Buddy.

Back to bed now.

Thomas...

- Yes, sir.

Nothing.

Bed.Now.

No!

No!

... the snow storm is still escalating,

and the temperature is falling fast.

Our friends in the weather department

are forecasting record-breaking cold, -

so it's a good idea to stay indoors,

especially for the elderly.

The authorities are warning of

possible blackouts, so take extra care.

Maybe get yourself

some batteries and candles -

and keep an eye on for your elders.

Hello.

Well, well, look at you!

You're beautiful!

- Ann...

Of course.

How did you get in here?

It's a magic trick.

I can't reveal the secret, -

but it involved a brick.

Well, it's nice to see you.

What happened to

"you destroyed my life, you old b*tch"?

Nobody destroyed my life.

You people just did what you wanted.

Everyone for themselves, right?

- That's unfair.

It wasn't like that.

- Really? What was it like?

Because the band, and the tours,

and the money -

and all that stupid crap...

That seemed more important

to my dad -

than anything that had to do

with me or my mom.

And even when he was home,

he was never here.

He was always lost

inside his own mind.

Anyway I don't care.

You may have unresolved issues

with Tom. I don't.

Oooh, yeah.

I can see that.

Well, it's not like I've ever

been a part of his life, so...

You were always the most

important part of his life.

There. That's better.

I don't know why he had to

put the bad ones up too.

He just could never let go.

How cute!

You used to be a happy kid.

I used to be.

All thanks to him.

All he ever wanted was...

was to forget everything.

And move on with you.

Of course, it didn't work out.

You know, Ann,

it was a long time ago...

You really should just let it go.

When you get old enough,

you don't fear death anymore.

You wait for it.

And after a while, you hope for it -

even if you don't admit it.

Do you know why?

Because losing your mind before

you go is worse than dying.

You hope you'll check out before

your brain turns to some mush.

Yeah, well,

you still seem pretty sharp.

I'm talking about your father.

He's in a dark place right now.

Doesn't it bother you

not knowing how he remembers you?

No.

I think it bothers you more.

If he remembers me at all,

it's as something that was broken -

and then put back together.

And he was never

really good at fixing things.

He did the best he could.

I'm tired.

You oughta be

more careful, buddy.

Or else you're going to turn this

into a nightmare -No!

You're hurting me!

- You know I would never do that!

I want what's best for you.

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