I don't remember either. However, if this isn't a dream... ( Sunday mirrors his movements so he can pinch his arm as well. His flesh turns slightly pink over the area, and sure enough there is pain. The result disappoints him, because then... )

Look outside the window. The clouds are gathering outside and they don't appear to be rainclouds. They're massive and black. And coming right this way. I would rather stay here than find out what they are, though.