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"I forgive you." Cruz smiled. 

"Thank you." Jackson said as his vision swam. He started seeing Nemesis once more. No one looked sane. Jackson drove until he was out of the room, not caring at all about the IVs and needles that ruined his paint and cut him. Once he calmed down he turned the corner, Nemesis's back was turned to him. Jackson made a quiet rush in the other direction. Suddenly Nemesis was on his rear, his fangs nipping at Jackson's rear bumper.  Suddenly Nemesis dug his tendrils into Jackson's side. Jackson let out a menacing scream of pain. Luna set a beam of magic setting a temporary mind banishment spell on Nemesis. But Luna looked like a twist between herself and a murderous animatronic.  Her eyes where there normal color but with the whites being pitch black. Her blue mane was short and ragged as if it had been twisted with a pole to be cut. It hung on her shoulders like Spanish moss from a tree rather than flowing like it normally would. She had gashes all over her body and some of her intestines where hanging out. 

"Jackson, whatever you're seeing isn't real" Luna said. And she was right, she was her normal, well groomed self. Except for the mascara running down her cheek.

"I don't believe you" Jackson said reversing his tires.  A doctor snuck  behind him and injected a sedative. 

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Jackson's POV 

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I was suddenly alone on stone paved road in the rain. A row of laps to my right. I park in front of one and sit there the rain hitting my hood.  It felt good against the stinging cuts. The rain suddenly turned violent and I hit my head against something. A crystal cage. Mr. McQueen was talking to Nemesis. 

Mr. McQueen was looking for me as he wanted me come over for Christmas. I  would have declined anyway. But Nemesis gave McQueen a look of pure evil and killed him. 

I soon became like him, killing random targets just for the fun of it. Soon I came upon where McQueen lived. I killed everyone there.

End of dream