Well, you're getting mysterious and potentially threatening phone calls. You're trapped inside. To top it all off, you can't seem to find your cell phone. There's really only one thing to do. You sit down on your couch for a dose of streaming media. You turn on a show, some mid-nineties sitcom, and there's the face of Dream on your television screen.
He says, "I give you a gift more precious than most men have ever known, a limitless adventure with as many possibilities, and you want to watch your memories of badly aged television?"
"I'm trapped," you try to explain, but he's not hearing it.
"I made a universe for you, said, do with this what you will, and you said, I'll just watch the bloody telly!" he goes on. "Do you see how hurtful that is? Do you understand? Of course not!" Dream turns away and your whole world flickers off like the screen of a television. You awake from the last dream you'll ever have feeling as if you've let somebody down.