[The shadow struggle, and even tries to bite down on Moon.
Harlock - the one projected onto the scattered screens - seem to come into focus, the fog clearing from his eye.]
What am I... no. I can't just lay down and die. Not now.
[Every single screen covering the computer flares brightly along with the sound of a gasp.
When the light and the inevitable spots behind the eyes clear, the monitors are blank, and a familiar man is now standing in a tattered blue jumpsuit, still looking transparent as he stumbles to his knees, gasping for air.
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Harlock - the one projected onto the scattered screens - seem to come into focus, the fog clearing from his eye.]
What am I... no. I can't just lay down and die. Not now.
[Every single screen covering the computer flares brightly along with the sound of a gasp.
When the light and the inevitable spots behind the eyes clear, the monitors are blank, and a familiar man is now standing in a tattered blue jumpsuit, still looking transparent as he stumbles to his knees, gasping for air.
Harlock has woken up]