Someone is counting breaths.
"1260 Times,"
The voice said, "1,260 times an hour. If you're breathing erratically, you're having a nightmare."
Pause.
"It was me in the dream too, right?"
Those who were counted thought he was crazy.
Later I realized - he was indeed crazy, but he was crazy with a plan.
Concept: Love to the extreme is destruction, and the end of order is sacrifice.
