[Dream Sequence] * Five seconds. * Gralok. Burn it. * The batarian pours gasoline at a very flammable part of the house and lights it. *

* He wakes up, rolling around. He clenches his chest, and calms down. *

(( Just tweeting to make sure that this account doesn't appear dead. ))

(( I don't want this account abandoned, so I posted something. There. ))

* He sits in his bed, holding and looking at his helmet. *

(( I'm being stalked, am I? ))

(( Er, I don't want to be a lab rat. ))

(( My mind? Are you trying to make your head bigger? If so, it's already big as it is. ))

(( This tweet is so cool, that I tweeted it on three accounts. ))

(( Online. ))

(( Online. ))

(( I have a lot of catching up to do. ))

(( Error 400 is a bitch. ))

(( #ThingsIWontForget General Arminius. You will be missed, you #VolusBadass. ))

(( Online. ))

(( Anybody still remembers this account? No? Okay. ))

(( Online. ))

(( This account will be marked inactive until further notice. ))

(( Followed the lot of you. Now this account is up to date. ))

(( Clam. ))