As Robert finished up the rest of his lunch, his mind went back to wondering just what that... Image was exactly. 'Sure, it was horrifyingly obvious just what I saw, but... why? Was it just the headache that caused it? If so, just what even caused that bad of a headache?! And how in the heck did it give me such a horrible mental image.' He cupped his head in his hands, trying desperately to make some, any kind of sense out of it. When he finally moved his head up, he spoke to him self out loud. "No, no, it'll be fine. There's a logical explanation for this, just because I don't know it yet doesn't mean it isn't out there. Let's just hope it doesn't involve insanity." Seeing the time, he began to put his stuff in his bag, trying to come up with any way he could distract himself from his own thoughts for now.