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There's this woman who's a cop, kneeling in front of an old woman in a chair, and confessing something, but phrasing it like it's all hypothetical, referring to both herself and the old woman in the 3rd person, even though they both know who she's talking about. She gets to a point where she doesn't want to finish the story - the old woman said she admires her, and the cop thinks that will change if she finishes the story. She doesn't think the old woman will believe the rest of the story, and will think less of her for telling it. Still speaking as if this is all hypothetical, the old woman disagrees with her, and says that the cop should appreciate herself more. The old woman disappears, and where she'd been sitting, there's a lighter that the cop had lost in the desert, an old worn one with some stickers with words on them wrapped around it.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

The same cop DC, although this time she's a white woman. She's in the corner of a room, trying to be quiet and still and not attract attention. There's a chenoo who's moving around the room, picking up some of the mess it made while fighting something else. It's changed a little after the fight, so that she can make out the face of the old man it used to be. It notices her, greets her cheerfully, calls her Nikita. It says that now that it's eaten (the thing it was fighting), it isn't going to eat her, which it's happy about since she's been nice.