where... Is my part.. surely he would have left something.. at least to his robin... Unless... She must have died young... That's why he is taking our place... But then all the stories of her.. how would he know so much.. maybe she's alive in the dreamscape but nowhere else.. making her unsuitable... That makes sense father.. was always a perfectionist... And it payed off... I mean just look in a mirror... robin fails to notice the tears slowly rolling down her face.

"It.. it's hard to believe he is really gone... If.. we somehow get a chance I would like to do a proper burial rite but I doubt that.. you said he was pushed through the mirror correct?"

Robin bushes her bangs back subconsciously as she runs her head. maybe... Maybe I can go in after him.. I can bring him back... Or.. worst case scenario.. I can at least be reunited with him in death... Assuming we go to the same place after we die .. no no robin you must live so that you can lead, you and only you can show the world what it means to be truely perfect in THEIR eyes you are the apex... You are transcendent .... Gods... Am I even starting to sound like dad... Fuck... Wait... Why is that even a bad thing... He helped me so much after all...

She refocuses on what's in front of her, she hopes they are getting close as this somber walk is utterly agonizing... She glances in a mirror and for a split second her father is staring back at her, the moment she blinks and does a double take he is gone. Replaced by her usual reflection.. except it just feels... Foggy.

great robin.. the hallucinations are getting worse...