[He starts awake suddenly, shooting up to a sit, looking around for - for what? Darkness? Something.]
[Trees. Trees and tattered paintings.]
[His ragged gasps start to calm down when he sees himself surrounded by blankets. When he sees his aunt. (For a second, he's confused about how she looks, until he remembers.) When he remembers where they are.]
[Whatever he was dreaming about gets hazy. He doesn't understand what he saw.]
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[Trees. Trees and tattered paintings.]
[His ragged gasps start to calm down when he sees himself surrounded by blankets. When he sees his aunt. (For a second, he's confused about how she looks, until he remembers.) When he remembers where they are.]
[Whatever he was dreaming about gets hazy. He doesn't understand what he saw.]
[He wipes at his face, at the tears there.]
We're - we're in the motel?