Good. He was a goddamn savage. I hope my funeral wasn't interrupted by any of the idiots around here. [Dennis walks through the door entirely and examines the door, knowing he can't unlock it due to that whole intangible thing.] I guess you want your spear back. Some good it did me.

[He looks scared and child-like, which sure is a thing for a guy who seconds ago was talking about locking women up in his room.]

Am I really dead?