[ He runs faster, pushing himself, willing his legs to move faster, faster-- ]
Sammy, Sammy, stop--!
[ But he's not fast enough, he isn't quick enough in the dream to make it to him in time. It's like slogging through quicksand that's sucking him down, slowing his movements, making sure he has to watch, but can't assist. ]
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Sammy, Sammy, stop--!
[ But he's not fast enough, he isn't quick enough in the dream to make it to him in time. It's like slogging through quicksand that's sucking him down, slowing his movements, making sure he has to watch, but can't assist. ]
I'm coming, Sam, just hold on!